"Again I am late"

I walk into the office
About ten minutes after Eight
I think to myself
"Again I am late"

Several lights were still off
Almost no one was there
I got away with it again
Not that they really care

It is amazing to me
I get away with being late
But I live an hour away
Inevitably, it is my fate

So I sit back and relax
Pretend that work gets done
Next thing that I know
The clock shows thirty untill One

I have no clue what I did
For that half of a day
But I'm hungry now
"Whats for lunch?" I say

We come back from lunch
Usually around two
Only 3 hours left of work
I can not start anything new

So I pass my time wisely
The Internet I roam
Soon the clock strikes Five
And I'm on my way home