From my desk !

Cigar smoke a cloud in the air ;

Sitting on my desk ,mood no where;

I type an 'a' ,'b' and 'c' ..it seems to never end;

Like brain is drained and left me at the end;

As it ticks 10,I know I am in no vain;
A sip of coffee a big relief to my pain;

A record to be so high;
I walk so steep to make it right;

Jumbles/scrabbles/mixed words make me go insane;
But I know ,I gotto do it with no excuses to face;

A deep breath off the grave alive;
As clock ticks 7 and make me jive ;

Cigar smoke ,a cloud in the air;
Sitting on my desk ,mood no where.