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Apr. 15th, 2008 02:13 amNight shift; too quiet and so very dull,
'Twixt disasters a break, a pause or lull.
My husband's abed and there too I'd be
If only Amelia'd trade shifts with me.
My bed is so pleasant, so warm, so nice,
and truth to be told not lacking in spice.
The paperwork calls me; coffee pot dings;
if you all need me just let the phone ring.
'Twixt disasters a break, a pause or lull.
My husband's abed and there too I'd be
If only Amelia'd trade shifts with me.
My bed is so pleasant, so warm, so nice,
and truth to be told not lacking in spice.
The paperwork calls me; coffee pot dings;
if you all need me just let the phone ring.
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Date: 2008-04-15 03:10 pm (UTC)That is one boy. Boy. Just one.
Clarice is a girl.
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Date: 2008-04-15 03:20 pm (UTC)I see with my mind, you do it by smell.
The school is too small, the knowledge will vex,
in truth I'd rather not know who has sex.
Your thing for wings does not interest me much
but you think too loud, let's leave it at such.