Nearly a Sinecure by Ring Lardner — Read

"I'm going to the office."

So says my youngster, and / Gets on the train to take him there / (The train's the sofa or a chair, / Whichever's near at hand.)

"Now I am to the office.

I'm working now," says he, / And just continues standing there / On that same lounge or that same chair, / As idle as can be.

Perhaps four seconds after / He first got on his train, / I see him getting off once more.

He steps or falls onto the floor / And says, "I'm home again."

I don't know what they pay him, / Nor where the office is.

The nature of the boy's posish / I've never learned -- but how I wish / I had that job of his!