Once Upon A Midnight Dreary...

I dreamt that I was not so leary
Of the little troubles live brings
Which make me think terrible things
I realized that branching out was good
And leaving is not a could, but a should
So, I decided to look for jobs all around
But soon found out English majors abound
So, not job is yet to be found
And, that angry shriek was my sound...

Tomorrow morning the sun will rise
On a day worth a blue ribbon prize
Maybe, I'll finally get to live my dream
As a member of some type of writing team
Until then, I have to forget my troubles
And pray, live and takes some shot doubles
To a path that is as uncertain as a gas prices
But, has a lot of the same vices
Because without the ups and downs
The world wouldn't be turning round...