NaNo, Day 6: An Ergonomic Plea

Chair, I’d jump around for joy
If only you were ergie
You know if I were Josh Duhamel
I’d do you like you were Fergie*

Desk, I’m with you all day long
Trying to be word-y
And that’s all good -- so is it bad
To wish that you were ergie?

My jaw is clenched, my back’s in spasms
My neck wants to flee to Jersey
Cause the tools I have are nice and all
But let’s face it -- they’re not ergie.

So if there’s Someone Big upstairs
I know that you’ll have heard me
And answered all my fevered prayers

When you send me something ergie.

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*or, you know, whoever.

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