I've been planning to think about trying to work,
And get my old man to stop chaining my jerk,
(Or something like that) and be a man complete,
With bills and Visa and a big fridge replete,
And to poor Uncle Sam contribute some cash,
Since he's got more debt than The Donald has brash,
"No prob'," Dad told me, "up wings the economy:
"In two weeks a job, in three your autonomy.
"The U.S. market grew 300 K jobs.
"There's no room for excuses, much less for slobs.
"Just jump in the game and climb the corp. ladder,
"You'll soon be VP and make proud your Dadder."