3 June 2012
Sunday morning,
Work is dawning.
Not in the office at all,
But the work phone does call.
Up far too early like a berk,
Need to take a temp to work.
Not happy about it at all,
Wish she hadn't bloody called.
But I'll be back before I know,
I won't be driving very slow,
I'll soon be back in my bed,
Resting my sleep head.
Opuss № I