Job Satisfaction, by John Collis
I am a young bacterium
And I enjoy my work
I snuggle into people's food
I lie in wait--I lurk.
They chomp a bit and chew a bit
And say, "This can't be beaten"
But then in bed they groan and moan,
"I wish I hadn't eaten."
from Dirty Laundry Pile, Poems in Different Voices
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