
An anonymous Community Care reader and social worker has sent in this rather splendid poem:
I've got a caseload that's bigger than yours
It's so large it won't fit in my drawers!
All day long I struggle and sweat
I'm a super-doopa social worker, never take a rest.
I'm so strong and powerful, can take any stress
Allocation meetings, I always say 'YES'
BUT
My manager doesn't know that I'm in a mess
No sleep at night, cos of the stress
Horrible dreams, forms, files and faxes
No escape so it seems
I feel I've done wrong
I feel I have failed
But I've got to keep going
No time for moaning
Caseload keeps growing
Filing cabinets groaning
But in the end it's worth it
I'll get the applause
Cos I'm a super-doopa social worker and my
Caseload is bigger than yours
(Pic: redjar on flickr)
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