They Call Me a Geek
I work in an office
where they call me a geek
You can call me a wizard
But don't call me a freak
I'm a happy soul
Yes a handy technician
Bright computer buff
handsome and good looking
I keep all the operators
Working it out
If a machine breaks down
I'm here to help out
But don't mess with me
I could ruin your day
One press on your keyboard
And I'll blow you away
You're the one to be left
Looking like a clown
So don't call me a freak
When I ain't around
I work in an office
where they call me a geek
You can call me a wizard
But never a freak
The workers in here
They come and they go
I belong in this office
I'm part of the show
Yes
I work in an office
Where they call me a geek
Not very polite
But it's better than freak
© Copyright KC. Leake
10th January 2015
All Rights Reserved
Purely Fictional !!
Copyright © Kevin Leake | Year Posted 2015
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