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My basement empire
1. My basement empire
The boss came down to my dimly-lit kingdom
My box-filled basement, my filing-room empire
And shoved this morning’s list of demands
Across the desk at me
“By 9:30 please”
“Yes Sir”
He surveyed my empire,
As if seeing it for the first time
Pointing to a set of boxes, he said:
“What’s in those?
The one’s labelled ‘Crackers’”
“Th...
Tuesday 25th April 2017 9:51 pm
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