Monday, 26 April 2021

An Office Romance


Day 26






Stop the bawling,

And the name-calling,

Your fury is snowballing, why,

It's positively appalling!


If you'd calm down just a moment,

You'd see I'm not your opponent,

Allow me, please, to make my atonement,

Point of fact, I'm your biggest proponent.


The grounds for my pencil murder spree,

Is to give you a reason to talk to me,

And I go through them like candy,

To make you angry because,

You're so beautiful when you're cranky.



In response to Paul



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