Lab Coats
The Big Hominid has been fighting a running battle with his employers over wearing a lab coat to teach English classes.
For an introspective gent
with a philosophical bent
I must say
em>Without delay
That BigHo really should
Mood or no mood
Put on the lab coat
It won’t hurt his scrote
He signed a job contract
Perhaps an inconvenient fact
But if he takes the pay
They can tell him how to play
It may be a joke
Wearing a lab coat*
I’ll confess its silly and dumb
But when the day is done
He cashes that EC check
So while their policy may be dreck
Wear the darn coat
Without an admonishing post-pay meeting note**
Aside from the contract
I’ll pursue another tact
A principled stand
By a principled man
Is well and good, just ask Thoreau, Gandhi, and King
But with civil disobedience there is a little thing
About taking the responsibility for the rule breach
But when you are in Korea to teach
Your refusal to conform
And adhere to the norm
Doesn’t land you in the klink, alack and alas
It will be your supervisors who take it in the ass
So, Buddhist scholar
I shouldn’t have to holla!***
Set aside your self and think of the group
Don’t make your supervisor the dupe
A gaijin**** you may be, so privileges accrue,
But letting others take the fall ought to be beneath you.
Thanks very much.
I’m here through Sunday. Try the veal.
* We are the folksong army it doesn’t have to rhyme
** And it doesn’t matter if we put a couple of extra syllables into a line
*** Holla back young ‘uns! What? It works for rappers! What? Do I need more profanity?
**** What, gaijin is Japanese? Well aren’t you the Far East scholar?
