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There’s a lot of rigamarole involved In living in the world today. The details always nettle me And slow me on my way. I do my daily nine-to-five. It’s such a long commute. I’m tired when I reach my desk; That traffic is a brute. My British colleague peached* on me For sleeping while at work. I knew he was a tattle tale And now he is a **** Anfractuousness describes my boss His mind’s a tangled maze. My pleas don’t make an inroad Which has left me in a daze. I wrote an elegiac tome And put it on his chair But he has not forgiven me He’s such a grumpy bear. I hope that I still have a job My friend gave me a tip He said to kiss the bosses *** And pray for no pink slip. ljm
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Jun 7, 2021
Jun 7, 2021 at 12:09 PM UTC
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There’s a lot of rigamarole involved In living in the world today. The details always nettle me And slow me on my way. I do my daily nine-to-five. It’s such a long commute. I’m tired when I reach my desk; That traffic is a brute. My British colleague peached* on me For sleeping while at work. I knew he was a tattle tale And now he is a **** Anfractuousness describes my boss His mind’s a tangled maze. My pleas don’t make an inroad Which has left me in a daze. I wrote an elegiac tome And put it on his chair But he has not forgiven me He’s such a grumpy bear. I hope that I still have a job My friend gave me a tip He said to kiss the bosses *** And pray for no pink slip. ljm
* Peach: archaic Brit word for ratting someone out.
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Jun 7, 2021
Jun 7, 2021 at 12:09 PM UTC
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