Time In the Fields
No room on the fields to plant one's name,
Filling in the fields part of the game,
Not being able, only adds to your shame.
Faking it the only way to go,
If at filling in forms you are slow,
And you want to make it to your show.
Being timed out always on the cards
Even for the die-hard's,
Or those without nerves.
If you still insist,
On refusing to resist,
It is no good shaking your fist.
While a hard copy,
May seem sloppy,
You will have time for a coffee.
Copyright © David Smith | Year Posted 2018
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