Poem 91- What a pleasure

What a pleasure

I met them and what a pleasure
Even the naughty ones
Even the sticky ones
Even the ones I didn’t really notice that first day
What a pleasure it was
I spoke to them and what a pleasure
Even the ones who talked of Moshi Monsters
Even the ones who consistently cried
Even the ones whose parents lack of chat left them inarticulate
What a pleasure it was
How excellent and exciting to enjoy
Your colleagues,
How delightful to be pleased to wake when
It’s still dark outside
How marvelous to care so extremely about
Each entities chance to sufficiently showcase
Themselves
And to wish to praise each and every one
Of the tiny people I am so lucky to
Consort with

What a pleasure it is to be me when I get to be with you lot !