My Manager Days Are Over
Over the hill,
yesterday's news, an old dog with new tricks.
That was fast--boy.
I used to manage John's Drugstore.
Worry-free, I took care of the place.
The young beautiful owner
picked my successor.
His father--whom I loved--
died years ago.
I never saw beauty of his kind.
Before or after.
I was a loner with few friends.
After you go through everything,
you can analyze.
I'm not worthwhile.
That's a strong interpretation.
I saved all my money,
spent it nowhere.
I enjoyed the job too much.
I could have bought the place.
But there was no one to leave it to.
So, I stayed in my home
and waited for what was to come.
This newer crowd is arriving.
That's why it wasn't worthwhile.
Do I sound bitter?
I'm going to live an active retirement.
I'm a loving person.
Just ending all the previous time disillusioned.
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