I love my job, I love the pay.

I love it more and more each day.

I love my boss; he is the best.

I love his boss and all the rest.

I love my office and its location.

I hate to have to go on vacation.

I love my furniture, drab and gray,

and the paper that piles up every day.

I love my chair in my padded cell.

Theres nothing else I love so well.

I love to work among my peers.

I love their leers and jeers and sneers.

I love my computer and its software;

I hug it often though it dont care.

I love each program and every file,

I try to understand once in a while.

Im happy to be here, I am, I am.

Im the happiest slave of my Uncle Sam.

I love this work; I love these chores.

I love the meetings with deadly bores.

I love my job – Ill say it again.

I even love these friendly men.

These men whove come to visit today.

In lovely white coats to take me away.