A poem about my damn job...

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vicious_blood
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A poem about my damn job...

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These people are driving me crazy,
I wanna get out of here.
These people are driving me crazy,
Screaming in my ear.

These people are driving me crazy,
I just wanna go home.
These people are driving me crazy,
Won't they leave me alone?

These people are driving me crazy,
I feel like I'm going to scream...



These people are driving me crazy,
I don't know how to end this thing.

:twisted: :evil:

(I suck at ending poems.)
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hehe good enough
Fashion is FOR Victims...-LT.
..The men in black, thier lips are sealed...-BOC
- Even your sins are retail- John Stewart
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