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In the office (Free verse) by phauge

If nobody is looking we can play all day. Your eyes burn my head At work, but I'd rather be in bed. Gimmie some shelter from your loving your passion scorches me from acid rain. The polution in your soul can't hide you from the dammed. Take off your petty coat and your pants. Your post-its and your Drano are no match for my bordem. In the office these are thoughts in my mind.

edpeterson 8-Nov-04/9:09 PM
perhaps during the hours of boredom, you might read, or, I don't know, learn how to spell? Or, here is another idea...focus on whatever task you are performing, so as not to completely fuck it up.

what is gimmie?

If only you had rhymed something with 'drano', this would have been an automatic 10




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