My job, it has its perquisites.
I cannot say their worth:
Like spending 20 hours here
Each turning of the earth

Like trudging the frustrating way
From debacle to crisis:
And thinking so damn hard I get
A case of hemolysis.

My job does have its perquisites
That make me more than slave —
Like driving me quite quickly to
A sound and early

Author: Sibelius Russell

Sibelius Russell (a/k/a/ Owen "Beleaguered" Servant) lives a life of whimsical servitude -- whatever that means.

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