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Moanday...
Oh the pain. A poem for you today...*clears throat*
I woke up in my bed so weary...
The alarm it sounded oh so bleary...
Drank some coffee oh so cheery.
As I trudged on my way to the Uni-door.
The list of MOANDAY complaints so far
-I had to get up at 5:00 am
-Someone at work is going to create work for me and has to stick her big nose in something that is none of her bizziness.
-I spilled sauce on my shirt. I like this shirt.
That is about it so far. Not too bad.
Send in your complaints, your inconveniences...your whatever. I am listening.
*group huggle*
I woke up in my bed so weary...
The alarm it sounded oh so bleary...
Drank some coffee oh so cheery.
As I trudged on my way to the Uni-door.
The list of MOANDAY complaints so far
-I had to get up at 5:00 am
-Someone at work is going to create work for me and has to stick her big nose in something that is none of her bizziness.
-I spilled sauce on my shirt. I like this shirt.
That is about it so far. Not too bad.
Send in your complaints, your inconveniences...your whatever. I am listening.
*group huggle*