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I hate work.
I've said it before and I'll say it again.
My worth is greater than the market value of the work that I can do.
I hate work.
I hate work, and to the republic for which it stands.
My 'tis thee 'tis of thee,
Amen.
I hate work and I mention it again in case you missed the point.
I hate work.
Productivity anyway is apparently destroying the fragile ecosphere of Earth.
I hate work,
even though I love the feeling of a job well done,
and the way that it feels when somebody shows a little appreciation.
I hate work.
Nijmegen, the Netherlands, 2004
[Re-punctuated October 2006, re-formatted December 2014*
*and two commas removed that I'd probably stuck in there in '06.
...plus another comma removed in March of 2015.]
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