Ode to a lost Butterfinger
Submitted by David S on 4/1/2010 8:33 AM
One day I was working,
From 7 'till late at night,
When I felt a hunger craving,
But something wasn't right.
The orange candy bar,
I had put down aside,
Was no longer laying there,
Did it go run and hide?
I searched on the floor,
I looked in the trash,
I even checked inside,
Bob's toenail clippings stash.
But when I checked Mike,
Who thinks he is a rapper,
I saw laying on his desk,
An empty orange wrapper.
So if you're hungry at work,
Be sure not to linger,
And pray that nobody has,
Laid a finger on your Butterfinger.