The Nine to Five WriterA Poem by Courtney M WatsonIt is knowing this body must endure something more than a regular nine to five - without flipping a lid.It is knowing this body must endure something more than a regular nine to five - without flipping a lid. No losing your temper, feeling bad, or relaxing for eight hours, every single day, five days mercilessly in sequence perpetually. Though fear not! For, two days are rewarded. Two days of kind-of-stay-here-we-need-you-for-your-job-later freedom. So here is to Sunday, Monday's ugly cousin.
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StatsAuthorCourtney M WatsonWAAboutNorthwest Grown. Published Poet. Kind-Hearted Empath. Writer since age 7. more..Writing
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