O Lord, give me the strength each day to overcome all odds, all struggles
For the workplace is just one great bloody battlefield
And the only solace is that little nook which reminds you of a squatter place.
O Lord, give me the energy to handle each assignment
As the journey itself is enough to kill twenty elephants
And the work is enough to kill forty
If thou indeed be able to provide such a hefty number of elephants.
O Lord, let me not be bogged down, inundated by that tsunami of worksheets
Teach me to build an ark, if need be
Do not let it zombify me
Let me retain some semblance of sanity
And my personality so that people can still recognize me
When they put me in that nice little box.
Although of course, by that time, nothing matters.
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