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Employee of the Month

by Daniel Jackson

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(Caleb rambling)
Tattoos on my eyelids, look!
But don't make it look obvious
I sat down with a cold one
After a hard day at the office
They were shooting down our dreams
Like they were little round clay objects
And I tried not to shoot myself
But it's so hard to stay positive I know
I know
Scratch-post city nights
And we were segments on the sidewalk
And I wish you would stop
With your imaginary problems
And then soon they'll grow tired of you
And toss you in the trash can
Then some (fat) old bum will dig you out
And make you feel brand new again I hope
I hope
Ask me what I want and
I will surely state the obvious
Tell me I won't
And I'll make sure to stay on top of it
Tell Johnson that his life's a joke
And I need 30 copies
Of a circle that's meaningless
That I made with my coffee mug today
Today
Mustache and a clip-on
The persona of an asshole
Bulldog-Face and cigarette-breath
Determines what I eat when I grow old
You say I'm lost
But I was found beside a park bench
With a cardboard mess and a little "God Bless"
I think I've finally reached my happy end
My happy end
(Caleb: "...and then alluva sudden the spider drowneded, spider was drowned, be dead.")

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released January 30, 2013

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