9-5

Poem by: Mezquiteno

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poetry for those of us who hate our jobs..

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Submitted: July 28, 2011

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Submitted: July 28, 2011

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I wake, I shower and go to work,

Walking to my car in a suit like a dork.

I turn it on slowy hoping it won't start,

It does, and so to work I depart.


I stop for my morning coffee,

I'm now beginning to feel like a druggy.

Arriving to work is a most miserable experience,

I arrive with a smile, but from it I pray for deliverance.


I sit in my office in my worn out chair,

Sitting there I look at my computer with a blank stare.

I wonder whether I should just walk out and leave,

Instead I continue to sit and roll up my sleeves.


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