Pile File

Work was there, All lined up and piling, I saw the pile, And simply began to file, Thought would do it later, Though full was my platter, Tomorrow came and more was loaded, My courage now gave up, As I nibbled a little work at around sup, Next day more was there, And I lost scruples and turned hay wire, Now I could not even sort the pile, Not to talk about getting it out, The moment I looked at it, My stomach turned and rose the bile, I rued the day, When I had begun to file.