Work

Sitting in a desk, staring at a problem, tapping my pen.

Looking at the clock ticking past ten.

You require an answer, a solution, a guess,  and I got nothing.

I can't think straight, I ate too much stuffing.

I got the answer, its so simple, the only one.

The answer is a ton.

The bell rings, and I walk out achived.

I wanted to thank you, but you look peived.