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unemployed

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They sign on the dole sick of their lot

They are the people a nation forgot

Not lazy people.Most want work

[and the children say]

Whats for dinner? Mum

Not Much

Whats for tea Mum?

Not much.

Can I have.?

No

Can I?

No.

But on the telly the kids have alot

Its my birthday you forgot

No.

Mum?whys dad crying?

Come away son he has no Job.

One man out of work,no family left

There will be a divorce yet.

WHY  ?

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melbourne You're currently reading the poem unemployed, which was posted on Jul 20, 2011 by melbourne.

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"people look down at the inemployed"

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