New employee,
Breaking the door,
Something that I would do,
On purpose,
The scratch and scream of broken metal,
Got me excited with tons of unbroken laughter,
It made my morning for sure,
Filling my brain with an extra dose of happiness,
Spread around with the general managers distaste,
Only the cameras will tell the tale,
Watch with a general sense of awe,
Well, I will catch you later Meow,
This is going to be an awesome tale of woe,
And twisted embarrassment of wonder,
Plenty of caffeine will help to soothe the lack,
Of something more,
Poor door, I hope you feel better,
Chao.
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Hope this finds you in good spirits … well written… cheers! Broken door 🚪! Dividuously shattered yet it holds a story to be told Once an air akin to light enters that door … Many a cooling vapors shall repair their spirits …for sure ..for sure What expansion it has refined —O that broken door 🚪 Holding a ceaseless motion back n forth, Yet, still retaining that profoundest movt on the whole…. At the slightest touch, how it returns ,again & again, as a revolving door … Yet again with the same pulse, gazing at the strangest dreams of that —obscure!
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