That other day....
by Pac Man
Sunlight creeps o'er the hilltops,
Foggy mist sweeps o'er the land
I finally got to work that day,
My boss said I was canned.
I headed home from work that day,
Fearing my dear wife
For when I told her of that day
I lost my dear old life.
Written May 30, 2001, 6:16 pm
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