At my desk I observe
and witness the absurd,
as you talk about 'working relationships'.

You say you want to know
all about me and so,
to manage me according to that.

I listen to the farce
as you save your own ****
and remember to keep my face straight.

You're a joke and tell lies;
all you do is undermine
me and for that I can't forgive you or trust.

So, I'll fake it for now
until the next row
when you put that size 7 shoe in your gob.

So just leave me be
while I make my coffee,
it's too early to listen to this script.