Temporarily loosened from my cubical cage
Time again to perform on this critical stage
to an audience dripping with market sage
all part of my requirements for a daily wage
Hoping days like these will soon be done
no more fluorescent's lighting my weary way
overcome with a yearning to joyfully run
under the natural lighting of the warming sun.
And so ends another futile day of servitude,
satchel in hand, standing amongst the masses
waiting to return home; home to contemplate
how to manage through another day in the office.
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