When Stuck Years Ago In A Job I Hated, My Only Friend Was The Public Bench. As The Tedious Mornings Dragged On, How I Would Long For The Lunch Hour, When I Would Be Able To Escape The Torture Of The Office And Stroll Over To The Churchyard And Into The Comforting Wooden Embrace Of One Of Its Benches.
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When Stuck Years Ago In A Job
Tom Hodgkinson
When Stuck Years Ago In A Job I Hated, My Only Friend Was The Public Bench. As The Tedious Mornings Dragged On, How I Would Long For The Lunch Hour, When I Would Be Able To Escape The Torture Of The Office And Stroll Over To The Churchyard And Into The Comforting Wooden Embrace Of One Of Its Benches.
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