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(Thursday, November 11, 2004-)
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ode to Mikey!!!
poem for ~english~
And in this factory
There was a shipping clerk.
Hes there because to live, money is mandatory.
He is always coming in late to work.
Mike dresses up in T-shirts and jeans.
Getting ready in the morning is quite a hassle.
Hes been working at Hedman since he was in his teens,
Just to save up his money for his castle.
A big house is what this burly guy wants
Brown hair, green eyes and a big stance,
Whenever you’re around him, he teases and taunts
I’ve heard he nicely can dance!
Working there at that shipping department is dull.
Everyday, he makes labels, bequeaths them to UPS and ships
Packages, some so heavy an average guy can’t even pull.
He disperses those packages onto lengthy trips,
He uses his computer to track those boxes.
During work, he uses the foam machines,
But on his free time, he’s thinking of better things.
He loves working on his jeeps.
He doesn’t even bother changing clothes:
The T-shirt and jeans from work he keeps.
Id be surprised if there was something Mike didn’t know!
Hes amazingly precise and is so good at what he does.
He truly succeeds best at doing what he loves.
Mike likes to behest much attention.
He needs to be looked at, or to be mentioned.
Mike is a great listener and is nice.
He makes you laugh and giggle so hard!
Life, to him, continues on and on
He lives each day like it’s his last.
Mike thinks his life can be put to song.
His love of food, movies, work, and going fast
(In his cars) would make a great hit.
Here is the poem, finished with care
About Mike: the amazingly brilliant (and overgrown) teddy bear!
the story ends like this..
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