WORK PRESSURE
A topache rising
The need rising
I went to and fro
Doing same thing again and again
Boss never satisfied
A cross here and there
The final touch now a draft
I went to and fro
A period pen pointed there
A comma to come after
A “S” sent to the front
Another “S” seen skipping to the front
Grin on his face
Could this be his final draft?
Data changes to be
Boss satisfaction at rest
Machine don’t mind the changes
My topache brewing higher still
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