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A Poem: The Office.
Time To Go Home.
I'm at my desk I'm all alone, all the rest have gone. I said ''I'll stay and finish this'' then said I'd be off home.
Push buttons here, press keys there, lights are blinking everywhere. Green lights, Red lights Blue lights hue, screens that flash and Dongle's to. Machines that hum whine and click, did I remember my memory stick.
I must finish this I know, then check my emails as I go. I should go home as you may guess, I do so suffer with all this stress
Tommorrow morning I'll be here, a smiling face so full of cheer, others arrive in dribs and drabs some look happy some look sad. Me I'm working, the clock it ticks, people looking for memory sticks - The office brightens with sunshine, faces brighten, Coffee time.
© 2012 Graham Lee