Monday, September 11, 2006

Not right

Things are just not right,

Once again in office,
A roaring saga staged,
Robbers armed with "knifes",
Ragging at me with ill intentions.

To preserve the peace,
I tried dodging,
Again and again,
He stabed and pierced.

A neutral judge,
I seek help from,
wacked the robber upside down,
but not without wound,
my boss sustained.

Beaten back for a while,
the robbers fleed
But not without claiming,
Vengence he so forth seeks...


Life shouldn't be so vile.. :'(

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