Mood Poisoning

I called into work today. I have mood poisoning, okay?
It came on quite quick, I had to admit. 
The alarm sang it's morning dirge. Finally, I emerged.
Eyes still half closed. I have to wake up, I suppose. 
Sitting on side the bed, hands supporting my head.
Contemplating my life's choices. Can't stand my co-workers voices.
I guess, I have to start my day?
I calling into work today. I have mood poisoning, okay?
Don't be that way? I'll come in another day.
Can't be expected to do my job. Feeling like my time's being robbed.
There's so many other things I could be doing. That's why I have mood poisoning.
Could have lied and said my head hurts or maybe, ate some bad yogurt.
But, I called in today. I have mood poisoning. Okay. 

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