In Sucky
2Jan 08


I sit at my desk thinking about what to write
I need to post a blog because my time is tight
i just stare at the screen and then up at the light
I think for a few minutes and then i need a bite
I think about going to the store but it’s too late at night
I fall asleep at my desk and dream of flying a kite
It glides so high, it leaves my site
I wake up in a flash but staying awake is a fight
maybe i’ll just post two tomorrow, I think i just might

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  • JHS
    Well, at least you aren't guilty of false advertising. That truly sucked. But I mean that in the nicest way.

    As for the beer . . . you'll have to buy your own! :-)
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