At the tip of the pen ...
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At the tip of the pen trembling thought.
I want to sing with joy, almost crying.
"Your job, does you credit," -
Follow them screaming into clever luck.
Lance is a freelancer myself.
He was on duty when so wishes.
Medieval knight, pilgrim,
For free labor, it raises the cup.
Today, he is an artist poet il,
Tomorrow journalist scandalous press.
And if his taste this life,
We congratulate litsedeya and hang!
The Free lancers
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When leave to the free bread,
As a true Spearman, Spearman,
The whole world at his feet stretched, beckoning.
You're in it freelancer king, squire.
You're in it the hero il zealous servant,
Photographer, a consultant, a freelance warrior.
And feast your coping and loving,
You can always be a happy.
Difficult work, but sweet.
After all, there's always you can merge:
Give the particle itself,
And not meet sadness on their faces.
Online Work
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Happy holiday online employee
Happy Freelancer free stockbroker.
Let your private - Phryne - Lancer salonchik,
The bright star lit sky.
Let everything be wonderful to you:
Rating and working conditions,
And the work will be interesting,
Monetary and always profitable.
Congratulations in the verses
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Hi, freelancer - free wind,
Today is a holiday at you.
Himself provided the freedom,
You do not for a day, but for centuries.
Work free when you want,
And you can not decree no.
For the Internet texts scribble,
Featuring skill.
Your work every day,
Read by thousands of people.
I wholeheartedly wish you,
Plenty of creative ideas.
Happy freelancer
***
Those who work on a daily basis,
It arises when he wants to.
And he is not waving a shovel.
And he does whatever he wants.
His work on the Internet,
He writes a blog or leads.
Guarantee its success,
Fantasy creative flight.
You find out who it is? Freelancer!
Of course, dear friends.
Today he meets his day,
He would like to congratulate J.
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It is independent from the authorities,
He himself, and the king and god.
Powered by distance
For a lot of work does not take.
But he is free as the wind,
And who decides that as a yes.
Writing content for the Internet,
For him, nothing creative.
You, freelancer, congratulations,
Today is a holiday at you.
And from the heart of all we wish,
To mark you always kept.
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