WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?
I have one day off
And come back to find
That someone has tidied my desk?!?!
“I didn’t want to throw any of it away,”
Admitted the culprit, the one-day desk squatter
“So I put it all in piles.”
Yeah, except for the folder,
Which is now on the wrong side of the desk,
The stapler being in the drawer,
With the pens and the post it notes
Where none of these things EVER LIVE,
And the ruler,
Which has magically migrated to your own desk.
Look at it, this is chaos;
You people are the worst kind of terrorist
Why don’t you come ‘round my house while I’m out next week
And glue all my furniture
To the ceiling?
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