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Wasting time with legs Crossed on his lap Poking fun Work's not done But does it really matter? The hours stolen by Jokes and tangents Of politics, thoughts And made-up words That paint these Undirected times With life
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Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 1:18 PM UTC
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Wasting time with legs Crossed on his lap Poking fun Work's not done But does it really matter? The hours stolen by Jokes and tangents Of politics, thoughts And made-up words That paint these Undirected times With life
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Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 1:18 PM UTC
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