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Author: Gothic Spook
Fiction Rated: T - English - Humor/Poetry - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-23-06 - Updated: 09-23-06 - id:2251015

For the last couple of months I have been doing over time (working nearly everyday!) at a Boots photo lab in Broofield Farm shopping centre. On my last day I was doing the late shit till 8PM on my own and was REALLY bored! And so this is the result. I know its not brilliant. It wasnt written to be a masterpiece, just a little bit of fun. Anyway. ENJOY!

The Photo Lab

The Boots photo lab,

Where everyone wants to be,

To always be busy,

Other people’s photos see.

We see all the photos,

Dirty ones of boobs,

Porn ones of genitals,

And even peoples foods.

The staffs on this counter are great,

The best staff of all,

They can work under pressure,

Even when it drives them up the wall.

Pat is the photo boss,

No one messes with her,

She tells it how it is,

Her good side everyone would prefer.

Tim is the quiet one,

At least when Pats around,

It’s only when she’s gone,

That the dirty him is found.

Trish is the bully,

She beats everyone ,

Especially poor old Tim,

Her work is defiantly done.

The boots photo lab,

Where everyone should be,

Always having fun,

Dirty photos we always see.



© Copyright 2006 Gothic Spook (FictionPress ID:420364).


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