Baghdad

Today had an interview for a Post
As an Inspector of Custom and Excise
I was like a ghost
Didn’t sleep well & couldn’t even open my eyes
Took da right bus but passed the signpost
After 5 or 6 stations I finally realized

Still arrived early at the Training School
Personally it’s more like a correctional institution
Signed the declaration & let freeze on a stool
I was totally lack of concentration
My mind was like a whirlpool
Emergency call from my boss’s husband saying today’s very urgent
I said I am having diarrhea and had to pull

5 minutes later we head to the change room
Can no longer hold it
Went into a cubicle and boom
Came out saw everyone changed their outfit
& had a nice groom
Except me, I was feeling unfit
But still have to face the doom

…

“Hey guyz you can start doing some warm ups”
Others were doing typical stretch
Me reached up the silver pole to do chin ups
Afar came a voice yelling “Get down, what da heck”
“Anything broke we held responsible for the tuneups”
Easy I was just pulling my back

First event – short jump
Second event - threading
In the first event I couldn’t really pump
Heavy b-ball shoes made it hard to spring
First trial on threading I had no problem
Until the actual run, one step before landing
I choked for a moment
& Ended the whole thing

Yesterday I was mad
Now I am very glad
Coz I ain’t the kind of lad
Who can stand living in Baghdad!