Sorting letters for the night shift
A can of Red Bull for a lift
*
Earphones in with a podcast on
Sorting through all the boring bills
Personal letters long bygone
Then a heart shaped post card from Lille
*
A cigarette break rolling by
I caught myself with a short sigh
Sorting through all the soulless drivel
Colourless drab so trivial
*
But finally colour returned
Something I knew not I yearned
*
And on the back
A message it read
To Mummy and Daddy
Granny and Grandpa are fun
They took me out for a nice meal
Where we can see the sailing ships
And I can drink some delicious fresh juice
*
It was three in the morning
In a warehouse in Gatwick
For a moment not boring
I found myself a nice kick
*
My face, a smile till seven o'clock
That heart shaped postcard, a positive shock
About the Creator
Some Guy
I kinda suck at writing but I enjoy it
Anyway, here's a dumb little haiku:
The gunslinger draws
His opponent does the same
oh dear, they both died
Wild Card Weekend Recap: What Happens Now?
I think I figured out why I love Wild Card Weekend so much. It's because it's the first playoff anything of the calendar year. The NFL season starts in the fall, and once upon a time, the champion was crowned either on or slightly before New Year's. The evolution of the NFL schedule has resulted in the playoffs starting just into the New Year, and currently, the final week of the season falls on the first weekend of the New Year, with Wild Card Weekend coming a week after that. So yes, chronologically, the NFL's Wild Card Weekend serves as the first playoff anything of the calendar year.
By Clyde E. Dawkinsa day ago in Unbalanced
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