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Introduction
Arthur
is like many who struggle to reenter the workforce and spend hours trying
alternative studies. Fortunately, he is able to laugh at his own failures.
Job
Skills
Arthur
studied night and day,
For every course he could.
His hands they worked with brass and clay
With bricks and glass and wood
He
wielded saws and flourished trowels
Made mortice joints and soldered.
He welded steel, and glued up dowels
In every field he soldiered
For
five long years he honed his skills
Not for him a failure.
It's easy when you have the will
To be a doc. or tailor
And
then one day there came his chance
A job had comes his way
They'd see his value at a glance
He'd easily earn their pay.
Jaw
bent firm, and with steely eye
He was the best, and knew it
But when he came to have a go
He couldn't bloody do it
Copyright; Keith
Allibone
Email: keithallibone@hotmail.com
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