Utter Nonsense

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I’d rather be in bed.

Resting my weary head.

But I’m at work instead.

Happy as a lump of lead.

Filled with looming dread.

About the things she said.

Watching where I tread.

So I don’t end up dead.

Just hanging by a thread.

Perhaps some day I’ll wed.

And like in books I’ve read.

I’ll finally go to bed.

To rest my weary head.

YAY!

8/30/13

 

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