{Note: This is a parody of "Maggie's Farm" by Bob Dylan.}
{My version of the song is about working a shitty job at the local supermarket}

I ain't gonna work for Jason V. no more.
No, I ain't gonna work for Jason V. no more!
He says write the days you can't work
On a little paper slip...
You say you're gettin' married Sunday
You get Sunday's closing shift!
Is he stupid, or just evil to the core?
I ain't gonna work for Jason V. no more.

I ain't gonna work for Deborah E. no more.
No, I ain't gonna work for Deborah E. no more!
Well, she's the boss you go to
If you've got problems or complaints,
But every time you need to see her
She's "off-shift" or she's "on-lane!"
But stand your ground and she'll show you the door!
I ain't gonna work for Deborah E. no more.

I ain't gon' support 951 no more.
No! I ain't gon' support 951 no more!
Well it's a food worker's union
For guys like me, they say.
The only thing the union does is
Take away my hard-earned pay!
What happens to the money? I think I know...
I ain't gon' support 951 no more.

{Original music and lyrics written by Robert Allen Zimmerman}

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