A dinner party question

(Partly featured in 'In the Millennial Dome')
I answer politely,
I passively shrug,
I explain, I concede,
I nod, I judge,
I sympathise and tilt,
My head to the side,
Wasn’t my first choice;
Surprise, surprise,
So, when responding,
To the question
‘What do you do?’
I think.
When all is done,
When the bells have rung.
When the sermon’s delivered.
What have I done.
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What do I do?
I wake up, i go to bed,
I occasionally shave,
I think I'm well read,
I try to grow a beard,
I do my best not to act weird,
I write down my thoughts,
In the structure of a work progress report,
I click send on emails,
I go through all the details,
I update various mediums of communications,
I listen to the news to find out what’s happening in the nation,
I pick and choose my extra curricular activities,
In hope, one day they’ll be curricular, for me,
I dream, I love,
I want too much,
I cry, i make jokes,
But if i spoke
All that to you,
Me, just some bloke,
It would be intense and weird,
So forget I ever spoke.

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