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Poem 189

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My Five O'Clock Smell

Michael Reed

Customers pray silently for the clock to strike the hour;
the boss kneels down, a prostrate form, and thanks a higher power;
I raise my arm to wave goodbye, and my co-workers all cower;
grateful that it's quitting time, I'm off take a shower.

Michael Reed has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 25/5/07. Read more of Michael's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Michael's latest works:

Is God a Retard?

Submitted Dec 31st 2009, 10:38

Fast Food Restaurant Drive-up Window Attendant

Submitted Dec 10th 2009, 10:08

So This Is Heaven?

Submitted Jun 1st 2009, 05:32