My Bad Job

I used to be very mean

Because of my bad job.

It was truly despicable

Because I was a part of a mob.


I slipped on a puddle

So I was fired.

I decided to rob

So I was never hired.


Then my mom gave me a job

To deliver some mail,

For some money

And I just needed to go the local jail.


Then I was arrested

So I sang a song,

About a really dirty jail

All year long.