Eerie Dream While Sleeping On The Job
Slowly past the desolate curve
A sound will pinch a nerve
Like a laughing hyenas cackle
An atmosphere so stark
You're enveloped in this lark
As you sift though your every day
Suits and ties on display
The frigid cold of the on demand
Behind a desk they're screaming
Ties constrict dreaming
Deadline sneaking up quick
As the day burns through a minuscule wick
A symphony of chronological shrieks
Filed in accord with Murphy's law
Waiting for the glacier to thaw
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Eerie Dream While Sleeping On The Job, which
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"I was so bored at work and I passed out in my office and didnt accomplish anythi..."
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