Nine to Five (Darling)
A poem
Do we have a schedule,
Darling?
I can't wait to tell you;
maybe tomorrow night.
Procastination isn't hate,
Darling.
It's faith that grows with time;
from nine to five.
Do we have a schedule,
Darling?
Sometime at supper;
maybe the next dawn.
It's not too far now,
Darling.
I've thought about it neatly;
from nine to five.
Do we have a schedule,
Darling?
One day we'll agree;
maybe in the past.
I might burst soon,
Darling.
But I'm better off than those
nine-to-fives.
Better off than those
Nine-to-fives, darling.
Better off than them;
from nine-to-five.
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Nine to Five (Darling)
PoetryNine to Five (Darling): a poem by Atalaya {RoxxyLikeaPuma} (c) 2013 - - {If you want to do anything with this poem, please tell me first}
