This is for us
who work with those
we love or tolerate
(hate seems a bit strong
for them we’re forced among,
it’s not like we’re a picnic either...)
You are mainly wonderful,
sometimes misguided,
but we’ll hide grumps
in flippant huffs
because we know the pull
is mostly in the same direction
But know we miss the scrum,
the ****** staff room air,
hurried tea and coffee
and meaningful cake
Daily, we take time to thank you
as we grapple this stupidity
that dwarfs all sense
The dinner table desk
is a lonely place
