Thursday, July 23, 2009

Pink Slip

I saw Lord Jesus Christ
And bare knuckle fist fights
Break out on the work floor
That day.

Some of the folks were mad,
One of the folk was sad,
But most were simpley bored
To tears.

Said the company man,
"The shit done hit the fan!"
Then fucked us up the ass
Sideways.

With his gapped tooth grin
Said he'd do it again.
Surely our pain will pass
In years.

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