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I've worked
at my job for so many years,
And now I just want to get out,
Retirement is such a sweet word to the ears,
I want it so bad I could shout.
It's not
that I don't like the work I do,
Or the people I work with each day,
It's just that there's so many things to do,
There’s really no reason to stay.
There's
travelling and hobbies and afternoon naps,
There's wine-making and so much more,
If I could just live a hundred years,
I know there'd be much more in store.
But I'll
have to wait a bit longer,
My time to retire isn't yet,
A few more months and I will be done,
I'll take home my cheque and be set.
In the
meantime, I will keep working,
Just doing the best I can,
Serving the public day after day,
Remembering how it began.
For there
is a light in the distance,
And it's getting much brighter each day,
So I will look forward to when I can leave,
And soon I will be on my way.
by David Ronald Bruce Pekrul
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