Vacation Days.

I'd work harder if you gave me more. I wouldn't hate life so much if you gave me more. Instead, I am going to sleep at my desk. A bloated fish stinking on the shore, I on your payroll.

I'd work harder if you gave me more. I wouldn't hate life so much if you gave me more. Instead, I am going to sleep at my desk. A bloated fish stinking on the shore, I on your payroll.

November 24th, 2009 | All Poems, Office and Urban Poems | No comments

Thanks Giving.

Feed me! Feed me more! Feed me now! Feed me again! And then dessert.

Feed me! Feed me more! Feed me now! Feed me again! And then dessert.

Thanksgiving.

November 24th, 2009 | All Poems, Home Life Poems | No comments

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