Working class heroes

A pompous little braggart

A Witch of Wiccan ways

A Scotsman named McTaggart

(For only seven days)

A thieving set of sisters

A sleeper on the job

A pair of draft resisters

A Veteran (name of Bob)

A deaf mute who was handy

We trained him very well

A simple guy named Andy

(He gave the others Hell)

A wizened Lithuanian

(My very best of friends)

An honourable Ukrainian

Who met his end of ends

A boss who had a fat cigar

And always wore a suit

The guy who drove a pizza car

And made a lotta loot

Supervisors on the floor

Whose jobs went to their heads

And one who cared a little more

And trained us well instead

A manager like Captain Queeg

Who watched the small details

While grander things and needy deeds

Above his head would sail

A quiet girl (Armenian)

We hired as a clerk

The work she did was menial

The coffee she would perk

The worth she had was very clear

And better jobs she got

”Twas noted that she had no peer

And limits had she not

A union boss named Thomas

A biker dude was he

If crossed, he’d make a promise

Afraid, you’d better be

At last, there was a family man

His Christian name was Mark

His wife and kids had brought their van

To get him, after dark

But home they didn’t reach that night

They met a different fate

A drunken driver killed their light

And now they are but Late.


    1. Lee Dunn says:

      Thanks, Mackenzie!

      Liked by 1 person

  1. Andrew Green says:

    Nicely done…enjoyed it.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Lee Dunn says:

      Thank you. All true, or most of it.


  2. jyo says:

    Nice write-up ✌

    Liked by 1 person

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