I DIDN'T KNOW. THERE WAS A CRAPIER JOB, UNTIL AI TOOK IT AWAY

I was a limericks writer, paid in rubles, plus it was a hob,

Now Artificial intelligence, has taken away my job,

I pick up bottles in ditches,

Get stained and muddy britches,

Just so I get to eat, because I'm now an unemployed slob.

TODAY WE CELEBRATE MAY DAY

Today we celebrate May Day, and I wished I got paid,

Worked as a plumber, gardener, and part-time meter maid,

I mow lawns for a buck,

Haul trash in my truck,

Yet I haven't got funds for one Gatorade.

TERMINATOR MAIL

My email said I was terminated,

Said my last check would be prorated,

It would reflect my slow pace,

1/3 of my pay base,

I felt cheated, and quite underrated.  

THE INTERN

There once was an old man,  most called him a Vern,

He worked in TV as an aging intern,

His promotions were slow,

And real pay was a "No",

Vern never gave up, figured soon, come his turn.

CAPITALISM, CANNIBALISM, AND THE HIGH PRICE OF EGGS

I went to a robin, and I had to beg,

My muffin mix, required an egg,

My small paycheck reward,

Means no groceries I've stored,

I've ate the wife, the kids and Aunt Meg.

WORMS AND BUGS AND PORK AND BEANS, I SCHEMED

I have been looking for pork sausage all day,

It's pricey, and I can't cover it with my low pay,

But with worms and katydids

I'll ground sausage for the kids,

I schemed me pork and beans, but it gang aft a-gley.