It's 5:00 am, the whistle blows,
You snooze the Bose,
Your on your toes.
The wife picks out your clothes.
Now time has froze,
Follow the distant cry.
It's now 6:00 am she cooked you spam,
From a tin can,
But your the man
So you don't give a damn.
Follow the distan cry, follow the sun bound time.
It's 8:00 am, your at work,
The boss got hurt,
It's all your fault,
You spilled the salt,
He yells at you,
You tie his shoe,
Follow the distant rhyme.
It's 12:00pm your headed for lunch,
The boss walks by and throws you a punch,
You had a hunch,
Now you lost your lunch.
Follow the distant cry.
It's 5:00pm, and quitting time,
The boss makes you part-time,
Your losing your mind.
Follow the distant time.
It's 6:00pm and dinner time,
You tell your wife I now have halftime
She slaps you silly just before bedtime.
Follow the distant high.
Now repeat for 60 years!
edit on 5 24 2016 by Quantum12 because: (no reason given)
edit on 5 24 2016 by Quantum12 because: (no reason
given)
edit on 5 24 2016 by Quantum12 because: (no reason given)