My Job

Sitting here staring at a computer screen
My job isn't IT but you couldn't tell from surveying the scene,
I sit and print your photos all day long
Just hoping to see a women in a thong.

All I see is sunshine and happiness
Even the couple last week who went to Loch Ness.

I wish for some heat,
something good to eat.

But today I sit where sit
And eat my pack lunch
The apples lost its crunch,
The sandwich is dry
I wish for somewhere warm or cold,
Anything rather than printing your photo.