Blue Glass In the Sky
Sand Machine
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I yelled out greetings
And such nice pleasant things
To all who came through the glass door
I wrung up folks
And told bad weather jokes
In a blue shirt with yellow collar
But now I'm floating in the air
Above Copley Square
Blue glass in the sky
A letter writer, I
I entered data
But what did it matter
To me what they spend on dinner?
Punched in each figure
My smirk growing bigger
Why on earth was I sitting there?
But now I'm floating in the air
Above Copley Square
Blue glass in the sky
A letter writer, I
No more of mold
That is forty years old
There at Camelot's last resting place
Scanned all Pop's works
Who's the intern who lurks
Scanning Hanneman files on Word
But now I'm floating in the air
Above Copley Square
Blue glass in the sky
A letter writer, I