I've got a two o'clock
But now it's only one thirty six
So stopping by to attempt to try
To get a rhyming fix
Not got a plan or theme
Or a purpose for this verse
So let's get high on the fly
And let the words disperse
Pardon any typos
It's a problem with my thumbs
They are quite cold and feel quite old
And right now not my chums
And please don't get me started
On our old friend autocorrect
It's such a pain, an energy drain
And like me, not perfect
The radio plays Pharrell
Makes me think of that stupid hat
Won't think you cool if you drool
To look a similat t**t
Just a few minutes left today
Better get this thing online
No chance to shirk the afternoon's work
It's enough to make me whine
Off I go, hey hey ho
Enjoy your Wednesday
I'll be back soon, peddling the same old tune
No matter what you say
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