Poem

Here I am

Late to work

Feel my back

As it hurts

Coworkers around

Telling their tales

Netflix and chips

It never fails

Wait, what was that

Here come the contracts

In a fat stack

Car keys too

The car is so new

Drive up the road

To the shop of the Maynord Bros.

My stomach starts to grumble

I silently wonder

McDonald’s or hunger?