poem of my woe

Jul 09, 2004 11:34

I hate my job
it makes my brain throb
It is so insanely boring
Look at me, I'm snoring
No one cares that I'm here
They look at me and lear
Because they know the only reason
That I am working here this season
Is because of my dad,
and nepotism makes them sad.

the end...

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_crescendo July 9 2004, 09:39:55 UTC
dude i volunteer at bryn mawr hospital and all i do is stuff envelopes, i feel your pain.

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chilleverybody July 9 2004, 09:41:41 UTC
aw man, and you don't even get paid. =\

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_crescendo July 9 2004, 10:52:06 UTC
the things i do for college.

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_ditz July 9 2004, 11:26:45 UTC
nice poem. it deserves an award. :-)

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chilleverybody July 9 2004, 12:50:36 UTC
thanks, haha! ;)

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