My time at work, though it's no fun
Is when my best writing is done
When trapped in such monotony
Imagination wriggles free
To wander, muse and postulate
and once in a while perhaps create
A rhyme, a verse, like this one here!
Though soon comes true that which I feared...
I realise to my dismay
I've done sweet-f-all work today! ^_^
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