lostNfound
Bluelight Crew
- Joined
- Mar 20, 2005
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buried under piles of paperwork
staring at the clock
putting everything off
half an hour to go with hours of work to do
monday waits for work to be done
but the weekend waits for no one
my mind drifts form the work at hand
daydreaming of events to unfold
that only the weekend holds
staring out the window
i watch the ships on the river
and wonder where theyve been
and where theyre off to next
back in the office piles of paperwork
strays on my desk
nothing its place
friday afternoon not time for work
thank fuck its friday
staring at the clock
putting everything off
half an hour to go with hours of work to do
monday waits for work to be done
but the weekend waits for no one
my mind drifts form the work at hand
daydreaming of events to unfold
that only the weekend holds
staring out the window
i watch the ships on the river
and wonder where theyve been
and where theyre off to next
back in the office piles of paperwork
strays on my desk
nothing its place
friday afternoon not time for work
thank fuck its friday
