Wang Makes It Work Poem by John F. McCullagh

Wang Makes It Work



Wang works all day at his factory job making I Pods for you and me.
The pay is low and his hours are long, but there's job security.
The company boss is a suspicious sort of his minions on the job.
They must be searched before they leave for fear he might be robbed.
There is a safety net at work for Wang and all his crew.
It's not medical and dental like exists for me and you.
No, this net is a cargo net- to catch leapers, naturally.
for preventing suicides is key to profitability.

Friday, January 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: business
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Conditions at Chinese factories are sub optimal
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr 02 January 2015

Hey John...You're getting fed up with freaktown too? A most creative theme, here...Enjoyed the read...Year! I started reposting here after almost a 3 yr. absence, on Dec.11th...Most are old posts as I have scant time right now to engorge in new quillings....Happy New Year, my friend... A healthy & creative one for you! ~FjR~

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