Saturday Misfortune

Saturday Misfortune

A Poem by Fenix Flight
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Stupid saturdays

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seven different alarms to wake you up
Sleep through all
But the one screaming at you
To head to work.

S**T!!!
Run around the house
trying to get ready
Gunna be late!

RUN!
run to work
jog, fast walk
whatever it takes!

FALL!!!
Trip and fall
Twisting ankle
Not even half way there
Limp painfully all the way to work

Swollen ankle
pain radaiting up the leg
Tears coming down.

Soda explosion
all over the desk
barely missing the keyboard!

Saturday misfortune
Has fallen upon me

Bloody Saturday work days

Cant freaking stand them

© 2014 Fenix Flight


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A rant worthy of a Saturday workday. I should know I sell real estate

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Fenix Flight

10 Years Ago

Im a telemarketer, Dealing wth translators all day.. Thats all I am allowed to say about it
Roger Turgeon

10 Years Ago

OH I think you spoke your mind ( : O )
Fenix Flight

10 Years Ago

No I meant as in I cant tell you what I work for or where I work yadda yadda bullshit goverment priv.. read more

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Fenix Flight
Fenix Flight

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Please Call me Fenix (Fen-nicks) (The FEN is pronouced the same way you would pronouce the FEN in Fenway) its more my name then the one I was given at birth. I wont put my life story here. You will se.. more..

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