I hate lines <br />I do confess <br />so Space seemed fine <br />(I'd be wait-less) <br /> <br />Perhaps I was too ambitious <br />orbit off more than I could chew <br />but a top-level position seemed delicious <br />here bossing the space station crew <br /> <br />It seems the gravity of the situation. <br />is now showing its full worth <br />I might need a different vocation <br />that's a bit more down to earth. <br /> <br />'Your office will have a great view' <br />Ha! That promise now seems moot <br />No necktie, hmm, quite true <br />but I still have to wear a suit <br /> <br />and there's that little twitch <br />I always get when I exit the hatch <br />which becomes a maddening itch <br />I can never freakin' scratch! <br /> <br />the only thing that keeps me here <br />(or two perks, you might agree) <br />is how my secretary's tits appear, <br />floating in zero-G!<br /><br />Chuck Audette<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-mistakes-in-becoming-an-astronaut/
