Ring-a-dingling-ring!
Damn, ciock!
Morning once again…
Life,
a narrow manageable emotional
living drain…
Crawling out of bed?
Damn! That’s a soft
warm
crying
shame…
Setting forth upon
the hard working day
nose to a grind
with a hope
of not losing my mind..
That same day
in some way
we may
find it will all pay
with time left
to bar hop
in fun loving play..
So once again
we crawl
through the slow moving time
hidden
from management’s mind
with our noses
to a grind…
We move through life
one day at a time…
This piece inspired
by
long ago memories
of
hi ho hi ho, off to work, we go!
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