Crap Poetry
May. 13th, 2004 02:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
judecorpI am sitting in my office.
It is my Cover Day.
It is hot as schweaty balls in here.
And I am on the second floor.
They are rebuilding a bathroom up here, too.
So all I can hear is RRRR, RRRR, RRRR!
One of my kids just got busted for Burglary.
Did I mention that it's hot in here?
Tonight I read 4 quarters of notes.
But I took less classes, so it's probably the same.
I had Chee-pote-lay for lunch.
Which I shouldn't have.
But sometimes, you just gotta live a little.
It is my Cover Day.
It is hot as schweaty balls in here.
And I am on the second floor.
They are rebuilding a bathroom up here, too.
So all I can hear is RRRR, RRRR, RRRR!
One of my kids just got busted for Burglary.
Did I mention that it's hot in here?
Tonight I read 4 quarters of notes.
But I took less classes, so it's probably the same.
I had Chee-pote-lay for lunch.
Which I shouldn't have.
But sometimes, you just gotta live a little.
