this is an all whine-post

i am not having a good day at the office. and this is the crappy and lame things i came out with during lunch hour.

the whining poem
by illiana


i am having a severe headache,
and worsen with a backache,
the coughing is giving me a heartache,
and i don't want to end up having a toothache.


the work station is very much messy,
who says that the work is so easy,
as things are now way too tricky,
as i am at a place that is so sticky.


papers are scattered everywhere,
and i can't find my thumbdrive anywhere,
since the work is heading nowhere,
i have to start it back somewhere,


maybe what i need now is a puff,
from the makcik downstairs selling curry-puff,
now i can't think of any other stuff,
that actually rhymes with the word puff.


it is the time for me to say goodbye,
not that i am going to die,
i have come out with this lie,
that will save the ass of mine.

booyah!
thank heaven that i didn't end up as a poet. well, at least i didn't plagiarize my poem as what this miss did and actually printed out books (yes, she got two of them) claiming that the poems are all hers. okay so this isn't anything new, as it has been going on for months. but puh-lease-lah! if you have doubts with my accusation, feel free to surf the world wide web. a bunch of local intelligent bloggers are more than happy to serve you with all the factual proves and informations.


ps : i have mentioned earlier that it is all crappy and lame, haven't i?