My life is going crazy,
That's how I don't want it to be.
I've been job after job after job
Now those days are history.
I need to get a job,
but I don't know what to do
I am good with animals
Maybe I should work at the Detroit zoo.
Wait that's a mistake
My old friends daughter works there.
If she finds out I applied for the Detroit zoo
My friend will rip out all my hair.
- Author: Thomas2017 ( Offline)
- Published: March 16th, 2017 13:15
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 28
Comments1
Good write.
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