I am no schoolboy
Nor a bored office-goer.
But not free of the Monday morning blues.
Because Some of those
Rogue offices I know
Are again going to be open today.
Where, one of these days,
I may have to stand squirming
Caught between corruption and stupidity.
Or may be another
Depredation by a mean
Neighbour is on, in my distant property.
Where could I get
A sure pick-me-up,
Like a chocolate , to a crying child?