Also known as Good Friday.
Twas the Friday before Easter
And all through the lab
Not a creature was stirring
Except Jason the lad
He was stirring some coffee
A new Brazilian brew
That was blacker than black
And thicker than stew
All the buzzers were buzzing
The timers were too
The machines were running splendid
(As far as he knew)
But something was amiss
The coffee tasted like steam
Alas! The machines were all broken
It had all been a dream
It's official. I'm bored.
2 comments:
That is hilarious. You and Kludge have such a way with words.
It's amzing the things that come unasked for in your mind 3:30 in the morning.
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