TYPING AWAY
My soul for pay
An office filet
Until I spin out
Hours drag on
The day remains
Misery cakes
With mundane icing
Water cooler
A place to stay
And waste the day
As my life drains out
This is built on ersatz ground all held up by hollow cogs
Printers make a screaming sound
Coffee churned into the ground
Clacking keys of misery
An hourglass with many holes is
Draining out as I grow old
With every minute I am told that
I could stand to work some more
But I don’t run a charity
To take my time you must pay me
Fill your cup with my best regards
Drink it up and leave me drained out
It needs done so finish it
Time is worth commodities
So have it on my desk by 5 and
Never ever feel alive
I’ll glue you to the telephone and
Follow you with a drone
You’ll never ever have the time your
Piece of mind is now a crime
So dry your eyes and close the door and
Never think of having more
My best regards to you
It’s time that I am through
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