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| (The Glory Days Of The Desk Top) |
I remember, I remember,
The place where I once sat,
The little corner all my own,
A pillar t'wards my back;
I sat there hidden from the world,
Or so I liked to think,
Those were the days when fun and games,
Mixed well with work – no sin!
(Note to Thomas Hood: Rue not the day Kaotic ruined your poem. She means well, so turn not in thy grave and eh, keep with the R.I.P theme please.)
5 comments:
Is this from the old ML office????
Did you get a seat with a special elevation lever to ensure you could peer into that sky-scraper of a monitor?
NM: Si, si!!!
Smriti: I was looking at that myself, you know, and figured I must have been a lot taller at the time!;-)
And then they bundled you quickly out,
Because a cardinal sin you did flout,
Ah, we know it well,
Lest we rot in hell,
No porn in office, you pervy lout!
Tomato Soupay:
Stop ruining my reputation, Tomato Soupay,
Such treachery demands I yank off your toupée,
‘Tis immoral I say,
To lie all day,
Now go and wash your mouth with soapay!
~~~Pot-Kettle Dance~~~
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