Attempts in Rhyming
by Boredom-Ridden-Cutie
Eyes drooping,
Hair in disarray
Because of incessant...
hand-combing.
Eyes glazed,
Brain in disarray
because of incessant...
weird-thinkings.
Eyes open... eyes closed...
Just a few minutes more...
Of course, I'm still hoping
That work wouldn't be such a bore...
But then again,
with those few minutes gone...
I realize...
There's still another 4 fuckin' hours more!
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