I love unemployment poem

I love unemployment, I love the JSA!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my advisor, she is the best!
I love her boss and IDS.

I love my sitting room and its location,
I'd hate to have to go to work.
I love my furniture, worn and frayed,
And piles of bills that grow each day!

I think unemployment is really swell,
There's nothing else I love so well.
I love to scrounge from my peers,
I love their leers, and jeers, and sneers.

I love my job centre and its helpful staff;
I hug them often though they won't care.
I love each sign on and every job application.
I'd love them more if they replied once in a while.

I'm happy to be here.  I am.  I am.
I'm the happiest scrounger in the land, I am.
I love this unemployment, I love these bills.
I love the sign ons with my helpful advisor.

I love unemployment - I'll say it again -
I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who've come today,
In clean white vans to take my last possessions away!