Delapidated Shuffle

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In the year of nineteen seventy one
Jumping Jim’s career just begun
He’d stroll in every day
with all the vigor one
could display
He made presentations
and reports with
lightening speed
He was the trusted
young blood who
was bound to
succeed
One day he received
a watch of gold
For twenty five
years of service
he was told
He thought the
watch was a charm
of luck
But that’s when his
career ran
a muck
No longer were
his ideas fresh
His business
concepts never did
mesh
The family handed the
firm down
To the younger
son who made Jim
frown
Now Jumping Jim
has an ax in his back
He feels like he
just might have
a heart
attack
He no longer jumps
with his vigor and pride
He briefcase is hanging
way down his side
He walks with a
dilapidated shuffle
and spends days
hiding to a void
a scuffle
Just last week
Jim did smile
He got a letter
made it all
worth while
A dinner is being
held in your honor
You can retire
the work world
Jim did
conquer
 
 
 
 
 
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About kwicksand

Sinking in the quicksand of my thoughts. ~David Bowie
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2 Responses to Delapidated Shuffle

  1. Cubby says:

    Very enjoyable read. Your writing is vivid and jumps off the screen into my mind. Loved it. 🙂

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