I'll have a coffee, 2 sugars please
Created | Updated Jul 12, 2004
It is no more
Who would have thought
It is gone half past four
I dilly and dally
To the days end
But then I rally
Just one more will I send
I am frantic and rushed
One more must I do
I am pushed, I am pushed
So much to get through
I sit and fold
Till my fingers ache
One more I am told
I think I will break
The phone is ringing
Oh what now, I think
And more they are bringing
I think I will sink
I lick and stick
And fold them in two
I will be sick
If more I must do
Who would have thought
So hard I strive
Who would have thought
It is gone half past five
To and fro
Until I am dead
Time to go
Enough said