The tables are cluttered
As the papers get scattered
The UPS beeps
As the text tones follow
Photocopier is faulty
And the damn PC freezes!
I run, I walk
As briskly as I can
I type so fast that
Even Mavis Beacon would be proud
Finally, the deadlines are met
I get home, take a cool drink and sigh....
As I recline in my sofa..
Hey, I deserve it...
For its been one helluva day...
