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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360172" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>All In A Days Work</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360172" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You climb out of a nice and warm bed, <br>and the word “work” will enter your head.<br>So you start to clamber down the stairs, <br>but trip over your kids carefully set snares, <br>landing at the bottom you let out a cry, <br>sprawled out in a heap, to get up you try, <br>then you shake your head in total disbelief, <br>amazed that you are still in one piece.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360172" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You then sit down to eat your breakfast, <br>your stomach rumbling “food at last”.<br>Eating a bowl of milk soaked cornflakes, <br>your ears picking up each crunch they make, <br>while your stomach shouts out a boast, <br>that it wants twelve rounds of buttered toast, <br>washed down with twenty cups of coffee, <br>but it will have to settle for cornflakes and tea.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360172" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Looking at the clock, it says quarter to one, <br>so you think about putting some clothes on, <br>and find them on the floor in a heap, <br>full of creases and cat hairs what a treat! <br>You get out the iron and ironing board, <br>strangling yourself with the electrical cord, <br>as you trip over the cat, landing in one its trays, <br>oh yes, you’re going to have one of those days! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360172" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Then you hear the front door knock, <br>open the door and the Postman’s in for a shock, <br>for you’re stood there all naked and pink, <br>now what the postman supposed to think? <br>He’s thinking what a small one you’ve got, <br>then gives you your letters and is off like a shot, <br>the only relief, while you’re brain is on the blink, <br>is at least he did not blow you a kiss and wink! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360172" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So you quickly slam the door shut, <br>before one of the neighbours cops a look, <br>and go back to ironing your shirt, <br>how could so much happen, before work? <br>Now you’re ready and willing to go out, <br>you look and check that no one is about, <br>now you’re dressed and having calmed down, <br>happy that you’ve covered your jewel and crown.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360172" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Seeing the man across the street called Dave, <br>who smiles and give you a gay little wave.<br>Wide-eyed you run to your car, open the door, <br>and sit in the seat, thinking you can’t take much more, <br>you turn the key and it just won’t start, <br>now your world, and car, is falling apart, <br>now try and explain to your boss why you’re late, <br>oh yes work, just like life, is so damn great!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Dale+Mullock">Dale Mullock</a></strong></div>