Piles of paper increasing in height
Are beginning to block out the light
If my desk is a mess
It’s a clear sign of stress
And my sanity has taken flight
The wit and wisdom of a man who has neither…
Piles of paper increasing in height
Are beginning to block out the light
If my desk is a mess
It’s a clear sign of stress
And my sanity has taken flight
James Proclaims! 
Haha! Sorry about your sanity, you didn’t really need it anyway! Nice poem!
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