Thursday, November 30, 2006

Late for Work

Something a little silly, and I know it is obvious a person runs with their feet. Sorry people, it rhymes.

Frosty morning
the sun asleep,
and I am running
with my feet.

I begin to panic,
I start to rush
late for work
I miss the bus.

I turn around
no point of work
and get hit
by a speeding Merc.

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