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Busy days, a frantic, wild spree,We rush around, like busy bees at sea.Deadlines loom, tasks with no end,But laughter is here, our faithful friend. Coffee spills and typos we find,Mishaps and blunders, they’re one of a kind.In this hectic race, we’ll find our way,With laughter as our guide, come what may.
Mornings, a circus of hilarious tricks,Shirt inside out, coffee spill that sticks.Keys play hide-and-seek, where do they flee?The shower runs cold, a shriek sets us free. Traffic chaos, honks and endless queues,Forgotten lunch, cafeteria blues.But through the madness, laughter takes flight,Mornings, a comedy show that feels just right!
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