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Oatmealed and omeletted, start to a dull grey Seattle day Mutual “Good morning” yawns wait the elevator gruzz Cheery maid vacumates my room in a swirl of efficiency Brundling my notes and my PC together I walk to work Strumphing along beside the fumes of the grundling traffic Email mountains confabulate the uncoffeed hordes Typed kerattle the calm before the budget storm Subterranean stocks desphorror of legal gamblers Bonehead logic meets dumbling marketing aspirations Now silent nerbling excuses of cur-whipped executives Micawber’s message crystal in strangression of promises Fundamental economics the only possible bankerage Blood will flow in abattoir of management incastrophies Doe-like and frembling in the light of impending execration The stapression painfully personal as reality bites as last Beer time comfrunks gather early in a huddle of hope Sheep-like they absorb the tendralations of others’ fears Remonstressing their misfortune in a depression of dinner Relaxed at last in a hopefindation of beer goggle logic Sleepfully staring at the mortgage arreared ceiling My thankful escape to the Murakamied Sputnik symphony Harmony in the silence of solitaricious nightcap with Hilton Mark Wishing I was home now with my cuddlicious girl again Grateful for loving and living in this aventacular world I quietly srift off to sleep in a snozzle of sweet dreams
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Nov 25, 2012
Nov 25, 2012 at 9:28 AM UTC
My Neologistic Budget Day
Oatmealed and omeletted, start to a dull grey Seattle day Mutual “Good morning” yawns wait the elevator gruzz Cheery maid vacumates my room in a swirl of efficiency Brundling my notes and my PC together I walk to work Strumphing along beside the fumes of the grundling traffic Email mountains confabulate the uncoffeed hordes Typed kerattle the calm before the budget storm Subterranean stocks desphorror of legal gamblers Bonehead logic meets dumbling marketing aspirations Now silent nerbling excuses of cur-whipped executives Micawber’s message crystal in strangression of promises Fundamental economics the only possible bankerage Blood will flow in abattoir of management incastrophies Doe-like and frembling in the light of impending execration The stapression painfully personal as reality bites as last Beer time comfrunks gather early in a huddle of hope Sheep-like they absorb the tendralations of others’ fears Remonstressing their misfortune in a depression of dinner Relaxed at last in a hopefindation of beer goggle logic Sleepfully staring at the mortgage arreared ceiling My thankful escape to the Murakamied Sputnik symphony Harmony in the silence of solitaricious nightcap with Hilton Mark Wishing I was home now with my cuddlicious girl again Grateful for loving and living in this aventacular world I quietly srift off to sleep in a snozzle of sweet dreams
ian-beckett
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Nov 25, 2012
Nov 25, 2012 at 9:28 AM UTC
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