Did you ever want to run away?
Do you want to pack it in?
I know the feeling of dispair,
I take it on the chin.
Some times we get discouraged,
Some times we just get mad.
Some times we want to throw the phone,
As well as they key pad.
I look at all my spreadsheets,
They all are very fine.
Updated to the penny,
I’d rather be drinking wine.
The calls are never ending,
The problems come to me.
I’d really rather be sailing,
On the bright blue sea.
I will take a small vacation,
And visit an island soon.
And then pack and head home again,
My flight will leave at noon.