The genius of the workforce
truly can astound
They work from dawn to dusk,
or the other way round
Turn back age induced pinnochiosis
using the insitutional grindstone;
Magically create a well-rounded bottom
just working their minds to the bone
They thrive on unreal air
and grow spectacles in unreal light
One pointed devotion to that wish list
doesn’t matter if it’s even right
There is more, much more
that I would like to say;
About how liberating it is,
Now that i’m quitting and going away
But why not let it be for now
There is still work to do
A week to finish whatever,
then off into the blue!!
Poem by:
Ankita Kaul
Excellent!
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September 25th, 2009 at 1:01 am
Do you also have a blog? I saw this poem at http://thefoolsnewblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/genius-of-workforce.html. I recognized your word “pinnochiosis”! Clever.
January 28th, 2010 at 4:21 am