Lord Bugg

I drink from the well

And hurry to quell

The worry inside

The timeline decides

What’s important now

But solemnly vow

To work to the bone

To support my home

Tome after tome, hone

Hold the phone, alone

I study and file

Work, worry, and wile

I want to make proud

My loved ones around

See I’m hard working

This road I’m walking

Deep adoration

For admiration

Love declaration

Job decoration

Adorn my office

Handsomely off set

The sorrow and fears

For tomorrows tears