Goodbye old job I won't miss you at all --
Do I need to hear "You're a good person, Paul"?
From someone who has treated me like shit
And made me feel terrible all the time I worked there?
I've been an idiot and not shown an ounce of wit
To take it all and not send up a warning flare.
Let them walk over you
And let them talk over you
And your worth deteriorates;
Your the thing he hates --
University educated,
Though you never stated
It to him,
Has made him hate you on a whim.
Oh well, it's all over now -- move on;
Once you get your P45 all thought of it will be gone.
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