Just pen us a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting the title), including some form of the word Friday. Post your poem on your own blog, and link up using the Mr. Linky below.
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Remembering when a workin’ stiff
Friday was the day that lift(ed)
Spirits all around the cubes
Especially with all the dudes
Friday was a chance to amuse
Girls who eyed them at the water chiller
And might think of them as a datable thriller.
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Quadrille #199: T.G.I.F.
The Bag Lady 
Ah, the old water cooler stalking, works both ways, so memorable.
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Haha! Good one
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Office romance is risky isn’t it?
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I’m getting an image of the mating ritual around the water cooler. I hope somebodies get lucky :)
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😂😂
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Couldn’t find a rhyme for cooler😂😂
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