My Office Cab

Poem By warner keisham

My Office Cab


The arrival call where it b'comes my everyday abhorrence
Waking up and calling back where I hear unassociated utterance
I inappreciably manage to tell my door address and letting me for second Miss Call!
Running down so fast like I'm speeding for my School Bus at the final call

Will take a position to locate the easy vicinity of my co-workers
Two miss calls are enough to let them in and we importune to drive faster
Everyone is so quite and engage with fancy earphones like a fussy design on their face
Some will sleep in the middle of traffic and some will enjoy with rushing race..

The eagerness for log-out before the actual log off time
Trying to runaway from any sort of meeting to get in before cut-off time
Will have to face everyday same old Number' issue down in the basement
Finally, we depart with a sweet local song 'Anisuthide yaako indu Neeneyne nannavalindu ' from radio 91.1 FM



Written by Warner Keisham on (16/3/08)

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