A Jack Of All Trades

A Jack Of All Trades

By Paul McCann

 

 

I used to be a cleaner there ,

in the schools where I used to live ,

I worked hard all day , to earn a pay ,

But a smile no one could give .

It’s hard to be a cleaner

Yet there’s just one thing I had to learn

It wasn’t about feeling good  

It was money I had to earn .    

 

I used to be a house painter

working for private clientele ,

rushing up ladders with bucket’s of paint

and some brush’s as well

slapping on the undercoat then

a top one or two after that

when you’re self employed you can’t avoid

 giving everything you got .

 

Once I was a waiter and I’d have to ‘

take orders to the bar ,

and carry drinks on a tray

but I never had to walk that far .

Sometimes you might get a tip

That would be more that the job had paid 

But until that could happen

You had to work for peanuts instead  .

 

 

Once I was a community nurse

and for years I did my best 

To care for people who needed help

In everyway more or less .

I never had a weekend off

or any public holiday ,

the job was very demanding

and you worked hard for little pay .  

 

 

I used to be a French Polisher

Of things that were made from wood

Everybody wanted to do my job

But not many of them could .

It takes time to make things shine

as professionals are taught to do’

To be a jack of all trades there’s so much

that you have to go through .