Cubicle

There once was a boss who was bald yet thought himself stoutly ribald. The dweebs who worked for him were hairy and liked gin. Was not news to hear that boss falled.

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S.Jagathsimhan Nair

Date: 8/19/2011 1:14:00 PM

good luck. nice,jag

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/19/2011 11:41:00 AM

So you must be an office worker? This one reminds me a bit of the show Office. Love that show and all the dweebs on it!!

Don Johnson

Date: 8/19/2011 4:31:00 AM

not at all not at all,:) great squirt of a verse, boss wound up worse the gall:)

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 8/19/2011 12:01:00 AM

cool piece of poetry Nancy.. good luck in the contest luv... luv the title.. never had to sit in one myself.. always independently in work force.. with our businesses luv..

Autumn Ehrhardt

Date: 8/18/2011 11:18:00 PM

Great fun to read your silly limerick