First World Prison Problems
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Poetry
As I strive to read this paper,
I am constantly bombarded with
Various forms of attempted conversation.
From random and extremely unimportant
Questions to idle chit-chat small talk.
Can't you see I’m reading?
All week to talk,
Yet right now you need me.
Take a break and a breath.
So I begin to write, they keep talking.
I wished they'd jog on,
Or practice walking
I'd like to take this paper in the dunny,
But that's frowned upon.
Why me, why now, why, why, why?
Hang on a second… I’m in gaol;
If that’s my only problem I’m kicking
Goals…
As I strive to read this paper,
I am constantly bombarded with
Various forms of attempted conversation.
From random and extremely unimportant
Questions to idle chit-chat small talk.
Can't you see I’m reading?
All week to talk,
Yet right now you need me.
Take a break and a breath.
So I begin to write, they keep talking.
I wished they'd jog on,
Or practice walking
I'd like to take this paper in the dunny,
But that's frowned upon.
Why me, why now, why, why, why?
Hang on a second… I’m in gaol;
If that’s my only problem I’m kicking
Goals…
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By Garth
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