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Earley Friday Morning

Before they say good morning coming through the door,
raincoat dribbling on the dispersed puddle wooden ignored floor...
thank God itís Friday, TGIF, perhaps nothing more.

Car parked, lunch refrigerated, coming up the stairs, phone on the desk,
you know the rest: assembling and patterning your test...
shuffling the correspondence organized sequentially repeating the daily rest.

Office is empty you're the boss, the weight of operation on your shoulders,
a suit, shined shoes, a tie; early Friday AM greeting, sign in sheet...
life, the villain wears a vest, youíre in charge, roll up your sleeves and try!

19th May, 2006

Author: Roy Schoenberg - Bay Shore, New York.

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