5 July 2012
Been sacked, oh no. Initial shock soon turns to woe.
The initial freedom unemployment brings, Soon withers and dies, the last leaf of Spring.
Sleeping and drinking all day sounds ideal, But soon turns to boredom, where is your next meal,
Coming from, and what do you do? Your life is in tatters, there's a hole in your shoe.
Yes, life on the dole isn't all laughs and jokes, When you cannot afford your booze and your smokes.
Life On The Dole • Opuss № I