Paperwork it seems is a chore
That requires you to tolerate such a bore.
It never ends, it's always there,
Giving paper cut and paper tear.
It would be nice if paper work
Were able to do itself,
And also wouldn't be a jerk
By taking up a shelf.
Paperwork, it seems,
is a never ending thing
And it keeps you from doing the things you love:
To dance, to draw, to sing.
But I suppose paperwork is important,
For keeping us on track,
And allowing us an easy way
In time, to take a look back.
Thanks for doing all that work,
It really makes me proud;
Especially since I don't have to do it.
My thanks is very loud.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
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