Bored. Bored. Bored. I'm bored. Work is boring today. School be like a plastic cup today. No Class. I think I'll count some stuff. There are eight tape dispensers in this office. OK. My head's gonna implode now. Here's some office haiku:

shuffling papers
still air in empty hallways
a mother cat slumbers

breathtakingly plain
and without understanding
I write bad haiku

Your mom is so fat
when she sits around the house
she is still real fat

My mom wrote me a good one about my dog. I'll post it later.