The Blob
Aaron, Karen, Sharon and Bob
All went to work at the same kind of job
They sat at their desks and typed orders all day
Not leaving themselves much time to go play
It’s turned them each into a blob.
Copyright © Juli Freda | Year Posted 2020
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