My papers are garbled
My mind is pumping iron
It's half then of eight on the clock.
My computer is laggard
My eyes are worn
It's the time for me to walk.
For dinner I'll be belated
My family will be soren,
For haveing staying late is no shock.
So, with my feet tendered,
I get my coat and don
And step out my office
With the final sound of a lock.
© Copyright 2016 yazz4youu. All rights reserved.
Paste the link to picture in the entry below:
Paste the link to Youtube video in the following entry:
Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Make sure your selection starts and ends within the same node.
An annotation cannot contain another annotation.
There was an error uploading your file.