My Contract is Going to End this Christmas!

originally blogged on December 2, 2005

My Contract is Going to End this Christmas, by Beth Russell
(to the tune of It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas)

My contract is going to end this Christmas.
Soon the bills will come;
My VISA can stand no more, do not go in that store
You'll understand next month why I'm a bum.

My contract is going to end this Christmas
I'll have to sell my car;
The gasoline is crack, tires need to go front to back
And the steering wheel has acquired a funny jar.

An offer that will tell of a job that will pay well
Is the wish of this contractee.
Purses that will shine and cell phones that will chime
Are of no interest to me.
A house would be nice, but that's my only plea!

My contract is going to end this Christmas
Jobs have been turned down;
There was the one working with CIMS, and the other working for Jim
But the opportunities are long passed now.

My contract is going to end this Christmas
Say a prayer for me;
That the VISA will get paid, and my car will be ok
And that I'll have a job come January!!!