keep blowin' farts up our noses
and insisting that it's roses
keep giving us promises
of fat a** bonuses
we work hard and cut our pay
and you still tell us "whoops, sorry" at the end of the day
we have good people going with out
what the hell Wal-mart what's that about?
you wanna boast all these pretty donations
but don't tell them it's a contagion
it's not what Wal-mart gives
it's what our employee lives
you take from us to make yourselves look good
but you don't know that we would
we make no fuss when our funds disappear
the praise of the people we would rather hear
but you do it in your own name
so only you reap the fame
never tell them you stole from your own people
Wal-mart, are you that feeble?
you're going to tell the charities when?
what would the people think of you then? ...
Description: I work at wal-mart in Sand Springs, Oklahoma and we have a lot of stuff that goes on that shouldn't. Nothing horrendous just a lot of bull$hit. One day the bull$hit got to me and I wrote this . . . at work . . . on receipt tape. lol But pretty much this is about how the big wigs take what they want and burden falls to us, everyone below them. It doesn't effect their pay but it does ours and it's not fair.