Favourite Passed Times

January 06, 2010

Now a daze, in the age of in lighten meant - we’re witnessing new tech knowledge ease taking over the office and many other whirled’s so that some or a lot of the population can, deep ending on what it is, enjoy working at home while using one of the rooms, a base meant or even smaller cubicles their Inn; as an office or work space was when or if they even did have a job. Most consider themselves lucky to be employed nowadays. Maybe you’re won ovem.

Purr haps you and a phew friends get paid grate sums ‘fore this, others knot so much and many of course our stilled whishing end wanting for their both to come in. Whatever the case, when in the corporate world some had their spaces cleaned or re: organised by those paid to do such a thing or were instructed to specifically keep their bloody hands off there stuff know madder what. End ritely sow.

No one wants their private stuff messed with especially when they’re so together by keeping all and everything in front of them piled in groups together and reaching higher than two orders of larger then Maxed out takes fries.

I’ve a close friend; won whom after rooming width for quite sum time eye diss covered that her paper hoarding have its was knot just a miner activity. She’d litter-ully spend daze ‘n daze sifting threw bags ‘n box is of singular save yours just in case when it was time to sift end threw again she wood knot throw up or out sum think value a bull; the worse scene aria. From time to time, more not then often even she considered it was time to find a place to sit without hear wring the sound of crinkling paper getting moored them wrinkled under one’s butt tucks.

This will of coarse include kitchen tables, countertops, living room couches, stoves one never use is and yes even planter boxes with just clean dirt in it because it’s also a flat enough surface to file the pile things. The latter place mulched easier to find ‘stuff’ when one considers it used to have a pink plant in it that was watered at least twice a year before it died and not your fault the thing was on its last two leaves when you moved in any way; so what’s a litter moored paper going to doo?

This works fine because in fact it’ll be easier to diss cover most things smaller than a pin in a puddle of last weeks catch up spilled bye accident; or whatever it was that a peer’s that way end turned another colour overt time. It’s unlike whatever it was still in the back of your fridge that you’ve knot scene for over a year when you left it ‘until tomorrow.’ What was once a pure shade of delicious pink is now even purer tasteful morsels of cobalt blew with little white hairs groaning on it.

MMinded you I’ve never been accused of doing this kind of a thing. Friends voted mme cook of the deck aid, thanks to mmom. Thanks to mmom whenever a meal is served to one or 25 in mmy house everything is gone, digested before they leave or thrown in the corner behind the fridge for the mice larger than Rodan to feast on. Only kidding you; they’re much smaller than that. Friends find it pleasure a bull when leaving mmy table still breathing wild the gobbled food still gargoyles in sighed plea’s take the wrest home; paper roar plastic?

Besides, this poem has nothing to do with refrigerators, food, drink or anything edible unless you’re claiming to be a goat; in which case you’d eat anything anyway including the subject of one’s:

Favourite Passed Times

Piles a paper’s in

Pay purr’s end
Piles

Papers of texts
End

Poke – purge - threw files

One after next
End

Next one’s - two thins
Grab ‘em from the box
Left to write

Too file ‘em
Boxed or bin?

Out of boxes - out’s in timed
Emptied texts
Through out amm i'mm

Put in - Out rack
Put out - In
End

Take what’s next?

Forget the plain trite
Bye lined texts!

Spread sheets - Shredders creeps

Texts X'd rent to strips

Nothin’s left - yes,

Won kin si

Went!

Nothin’s left?

Too nixed!