Its only a half day in the office today. Bakanishi's jap soft club hits are on repeat and i don't understand a word. But his autotune is brightening up my morning. I don't understand how the others in the office are attempting to work when someone's eight year old kid is in the office and verbally enjoying a comic superhero cartoon on a spare laptop without earphones. Its Christmas, everyone wants to make it feel like Christmas.
i eat SOIL
& i spell my name as SHOY
& i look good in ALUMINIUM FOIL.
i treat lovers as my TOYS
& i flirt with girls* and BOYS
& my next target's ---
cause i am JOY