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The last minute
Contributed by
girish
on
Friday, 19th January 2007 @ 04:58:23 AM in AEST
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HumorPoetry
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I run fast not in haste and I go To my office in a bus, as I am slow There lays lagging from my behind I am trying to catch up with my mind
When I speak, I trip on my tongue That`s often caught with the strung Testing words in fury, I cannot eat Making them fall upon my own feet
My boss orders me to update things But now only my customer rings Every time when I make up a plan Unable to complete, I fall on my bun
My body`s tired, but my mind agile Tempting to run even for a mile But if I should rest even for a while My plans upset making them fragile
My pace became slow and here I go Like the Wisconsin winters in the snow Here`s my friend whom I accompany For he is also slow, who comes with
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girish
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2007-01-19 04:58:23] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The last minute
(User Rating: 1 ) by FRANCO on
Friday, 19th January 2007 @ 08:27:04 AM AEST (User
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wonderful write. this is what happens with most of the executives around the world, it is a global phenomena ; and well expressed in this poem.
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Re: The last minute
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jeff_Scott_Morehead on
Wednesday, 24th January 2007 @ 12:44:02 PM AEST (User
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Very cute and expressive write.
Well done.
Jeff |
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