Working, Working…
Come Have Some Imaginable Fun
Working,
Is where I am,
Today I won’t be here,
I’ll make the most,
of what I can,
stacking boxes,
very high,
neatly packed,
just like bricks
in the sky.
Yes,
in the sky,
we can imagine them fly,
imagine them screaming,
watch them cry,
It’s better than thinking,
of all those things,
we can’t change.
So,
I’ll make it funny,
make it playful,
every day can be less painful,
just watch the boxes
run down a chute.
We can imagine many things,
while working so brute,
I won’t be a prick,
stacking these bricks,
I’ll laugh out loud,
I’ll extinguish clouds,
and if you so wish to join me,
together,
you too can fight the weather.
(In your mind. I’m not so sure about actual weather, although that would be kind of funny too and scary. lol)
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I typed this out right before I went to work, I won’t be back until Saturday. So, any comments that are made. Please be patient, I’ll be back soon.
Have a Great Morning! Smile. It’s not silly. Just do it.