I work in a shop
The customers all blank me
So I sit and write
I hate this job
Its just so god damn boring
So I sit and write
I sit and day dream
About all the things I want
Not needing, wanting
They ask me questions
Where are the baked beans? They say
Aisle Two top shelf
Folk think you are thick
Working in a corner shop
But I write haiku
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