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Stationary robberyI stole your pen, so you can't even write againI took your HB, 2B and your sharpieYour protractor set, laptop and PCNow you can't write, nor can you typeLet's just say your office supplies are really tightYou can walk and talk, but you can't use chalkI've even got your blackboard on my jockI cock back your stapler with my hole punch caperThe Grand & Toy bandit cause I'm their paper clip takerStationary robberyI stole your pen, so you can't even write againFinders keepers3 ring binder weepersDeath to your desk, I'm the cubicle reaperNo ethernet, no internet, no email, noActually I saw your modem in an old box at my yard saleFrustrationYou lack a power point presentationNo pointer, no laser, just a pencil with a wore down eraserI own your paper, stapler and your hole punchAnd while I robbed your officeI even stole lunchStationary robberyI stole your pen, so you can't even write again From Letras Mania