This Day

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By KayDe$

I sit at my desk Thinking of what to do My LCpl and Cpl saying Get a clue! But I don't mind Cause with each demand The clock continues to tick And its almost lunch time Messed up a few times And all eyes are on me Along with fingers in my face And mouths saying find your place. PFC at the bottom With an unknowing state of what is to come Lunch comes and goes Now only 4 hours til I can go home. Still at my desk With nothing to do Better start cleaning Before I get chewed.

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July 17, 2009 16:53KayDe$

I wrote this while being bored at work.

July 21, 2009 23:54Tyler Cedric Golden

lol....nice work either way....