Best Slogging Poems
Slogging Through the Riff-RaffFender-bender over there,
the traffic is awful,
ain’t not space left in the lot,
that’s such a load of bull,
and the punch-in barely works,
that’s almost criminal,
this is how we all start the day….
The whole server’s on the fritz,
I.T. just says reset,
I’ve turned if off three times,
but it hasn’t...
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Categories:
slogging, anger, anxiety, career, endurance,
Form:
Rhyme