WRITE & WIN
November 17, 2012
I can not go to work today, even though I need the pay.
My butt is big. I need a wig.
My eyes droop. I cannot poop.
My toes are gnarly, got a gut like Chris Farley.
My teeth are loose (did I mention my caboose?)
My closthes don't fit, can't find my wit.
I cannot go to work today, someone might see this aged display.
I'm much too tired, should be fired.
Computers, down, teeth are brown.
A.D.D.'s keeping me at odds: facebook calls (it just enthralls).
My lungs hust wheeze (need some O2 please).
Boobs don't look fake, bones and joints just ache.
Can't move too fast (how long does this last?)
What' that you say...?
I can work...at home...and lay..
down in my bed, prop up my head?
Well if that's the case, I can work at this place!
Hiding this aged display makes it all OK. (For today).
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