supercool-6600

Every time you show up again My heart skips a beat. I've forgotten the heartache, The hours waiting by the phone For a call that never comes. I've forgotten the way you make lies Into unkept promises; I wait With baited breath And all the old cliches For a call that never comes. The way you talk, you make Castles in the clouds into reality For an instant, breathless and eager Broken-hearted and weeping, I wait For a call that never comes. And yet, I stay; I cannot walk away Even though I know you're an unintentional Poisoned apple.  Your earnestness Is what makes me wait For that call that never comes.

Morgan had finally gotten her dream job. She had been hired by Charlie, the young winner of the Wonka Chocolate Factory. Ever since the Golden Ticket contest had been announced, Morgan had an obsession with the factory. She ran the day security cameras and had already stopped a few attempted break-ins. She was at work one day, minding her business looking at her computer screen, when one room's camera was locked with a password. It was called, 'The Inventing Room'. She clicked it, and it asked for the password. Morgan closed her eyes and typed in the first word that came to mind. She was shocked when the camera unlocked. Of course Willy Wonka