Nonsense Poem - By Me

since i don't want to go through life being a slob
i must consider what i will do if i can't find a job
i could turn into the blob
i could sell corn-on-the-cob
i could change my name to bob
i could use fancy words like hobnob
i could live on a ship and swab
i could beg on the streets while i sob
i could run around yelling doorknob
i could form a gob or maybe even a glob
i could sit around eating shish kebab
i could make friends with a nabob
i could find something to daub
i could try to become a heart throb
i could act like a snob
i could learn how to rob
i could join the mob
i could practice my lob