Work Though
Gonna make coffee,
Wish we had toffee.
Except fuck toffee, no one likes that shit anyways.
Get to see assi,
Oh wait, i meant casi.
Because honestly, that's some grade A shit right there.
Mark's gonna get pissed at me,
Drive me to insanity.
Seriously, does he even do his job, or just yell at me?
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