My frustration in poetry form...
Hospitality:
May find it necessary
To pack a sharp shiv
Speaking of shivs...
Inmates have even
Sharpened the ends of pork chop
Bones to make weapons.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
In The Industry
Today has been a rather stressful day at work, hence the frequent need to escape in the form of sweet poetry and all other sorts of fun-filled blogging practices.
My frustration in poetry form...
Hospitality:
May find it necessary
To pack a sharp shiv
Speaking of shivs...
Inmates have even
Sharpened the ends of pork chop
Bones to make weapons.
My frustration in poetry form...
Hospitality:
May find it necessary
To pack a sharp shiv
Speaking of shivs...
Inmates have even
Sharpened the ends of pork chop
Bones to make weapons.
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4 comments:
looks like you made it through the day. sarcastic poetry always helps, doesn't it?
Very true.
I always forget - is "shiv" the noun and "shank" the verb, or is it the other way around? Ah, incarceration English.
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