Bib Ballads

<h3><SPAN name="NEARLY_A_SINECURE" id="NEARLY_A_SINECURE"></SPAN>NEARLY A SINECURE</h3> <div class="cpoem"> <p>"I'm going to the office."<br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">So says my youngster, and</span><br/> Gets on the train to take him there<br/> (The train's the sofa or a chair,<br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">Whichever's near at hand.)</span><br/> <br/> "Now I am to the office.<br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">I'm working now," says he,</span><br/> And just continues standing there<br/> On that same lounge or that same chair,<br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">As idle as can be.</span><br/> <br/> Perhaps four seconds after<br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">He first got on his train,</span><br/> I see him getting off once more.<br/> He steps or falls onto the floor<br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">And says, "I'm home again."</span><br/> <br/> I don't know what they pay him,<br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">Nor where the office is.</span><br/> The nature of the boy's posish<br/> I've never learned&mdash;but how I wish<br/> <span style="margin-left: 2em;">I had that job of his!</span><br/></p> </div> <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/056.jpg" width-obs="506" height-obs="600" alt="" title="decoration" /></div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />