i came to work late by a few
they noticed my pant's leg
tucked underneath my socks
i was hurrying i could imagine
i passed a few at hall way
they're in a hurry like me
doughnuts was on the table
free for anybody who desires
i didn't get any before meeting
i don't know what to expect coming
it was civil to all of us with ears
so i capped it up with sweet gel
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