Slightly nonsensical poem about a bad day at the office, using emoticons. |
Bad Day at Work Fly me to the in a rocket ship as I of my sanity once more. My head is on a and it's heading for the I was out last night til 1AM in Southsea My like a monkey in a it's only half past ten and I could use a The I feel like such a The and I really want my Mummy! I'm on a downward spiral, I'm on the misery the and it has just begun to Half past three has come, I've totally lost I'm busy threading then pulling them apart. I dream of desert I feel so very tired. I think of and hope I won't get Now thank the Lord it's five PM, I close the final I step out of my office and my 31 lines NOTE: In case some people do not know, in England we call a NOTE 2: "Southsea" is an area of the City in which I live |