Career Opportunities
At school the careers master
Could see I was a disaster,
The sort of maelstrom
Employers run miles from.
He said, ‘you’ll not make an ostler
Anywhere near Gloucester,
They’ll not take you as a sommelier
Even in Montpellier
And you won’t be a barista
From here to Chichester.
Perhaps you’ll be a farmer
If you go to the Bahamas
Or maybe a sailor
In the navy of Venezuela
But you’ll never be a banker,
Either here or in Sri Lanka.’
He was right, I didn’t argue
And so now what I do
Is write couplets and stanzas
And then take my chances.
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