Monday, January 14, 2008

Job Application Poem

Job Application

Hello, kind sir, and how are you on this bright fine day?
I've come for the position of manager, and here's my resume.

Why are you saying that I don't qualify?
If it's references you need, my Mother can testify:

That I don't need a high-chair, I can sit with you at the table,
You won't need to cut my food for me, for I am fully able.

That I now drink from sippy cups; the bottle I disdain.
And best of all, no smelly diapers: I come potty trained!