I’m not much of a one for challenges – challenges being something that I traditionally fail. Nevertheless, when Fandango suggested ‘nothing’ I thought that I might actually have some of that. Combine that thought with the fact that I have been recently rendered ‘out of work’ and this is what happens. It has a sort of bouncy feel to it, don’t you think? I’ve no idea why.

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There’s nothing doing

Yet I say I’m doing fine

Nothing on my calendar

I’m just standing in the line

Nothing in my pocket

Not nothing that is mine

But I’ll make it good one day

I’m just waiting for a sign

They call it unemployment

I call it undesired

They say I’m unemployable

I say I’m uninspired

There’s nothing in my resume

For which I will be hired

I’m disconnected. Dispossessed.

And so very, very tired

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