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.

4 comments:

Kj said...

looks like you made it through the day. sarcastic poetry always helps, doesn't it?

Ian K. said...

Very true.

Bryson said...
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Mockingbird said...

I always forget - is "shiv" the noun and "shank" the verb, or is it the other way around? Ah, incarceration English.