Without Care Never

Singing is all about piss and vinegar—

mostly songs about hard times.
There’s no such thing as a sinecure.

You won’t find that stuff in the literature—
the poisonous well-holes, borax mines.
Singing is all about the piss and vinegar

you bring because you’re so immature,
you steep your sorrow in sour limes!
There’s no such thing as a sinecure,

that’s for sure!—
you’ll probably have to remove porcupine
quills by soaking your feet in vinegar.

You’re hoping to be the last one of her
minions, when she stings you with a rhyme—
that’s the closest you’ll ever get to a sinecure,

and you’ll put that fine day on the calendar
so you can celebrate it all the time
by singing about piss and vinegar!
You’ll never ever have a sinecure!