I am actually retired now, because I am 82.  I had multiple professions in career though.  My first job was a protective shield used for patients needing X-rays.  Then I moved on to the the number one dream job for lead, the difficult task of being a bullet.  After i was fired (from the gun), I realized I was getting kind of old and should probably find easier job so I can retire comfortably.  So I became the lead in a pencil.  But once that industry was taken over by graphite, I decided to retire.

My Career

My Poem

My name is lead

I was used in pencils

But now they use graphite instead.


I’m used to protect people from their X-ray

But I think i should have gotten more pay.


I was once a bullet

Then i was sent on my way

Out through the barrel

To see another day.


Though I’m only lead

I’ve lived a full life,

But now I’ll go back to bed

And maybe find a wife.