Sitting in a chair with fingers typing <br />What a fool there is who is always dying <br />The inner child is almost always crying <br />Every job hated that’s where applying. <br />A different tune life is singing <br />Note this tune and start fighting <br />The boredom needs good spanking <br />So pick up courage and all that rage <br />Use it to go about in the world Shining<br /><br />Warrior Writes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/boredom-7/
