Wednesday, December 7, 2016

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?

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