Fridays
By Claire Baker
I get up in the morning at half past eight, got to get my breakfast, oh I am going to be late!
Make it to the office right on time, divert the phone dead on nine. Turn on the taxi radio and say "Hello"Hello Claire" I hear Dave bellow. And "Good morning Claire" from chirpy Jill started her off, where's the pills! Busy in the morning as always is people phoning me and getting me in a tizz. Panic sets in as I realise if Derek doesn't respond I am going to cry! Derek comes over "Did you want me Claire?" Phew, now I can stop pulling out my hair! Everyone alerted now I can relax and get back to the fantasy of Stephen King facts.Submit Your Poems
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