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Cubicle to Convertible

Thirty years stuck in a basement corner cubicle Now retirement is on a countdown approach Seems all you can do lately is dream about that burnt gold convertible Going from zero to sixty in a heartbeat gives you a sugar express rush To bad the office years didn’t go that fast Making coffee for the staff, coming in first, leaving out last kept your job safe through all of the reorganization shuffles You knew the corporate drill better than you let on — New bosses love old hired hands People come, people go ... so it is in business also fast, market share growth slow Hedge funds looking to be trimmed, projection for profits got a narrow window But you don’t care much for those company Byzantine things no more You’re ready to flee the cubicle, hop into the shiny new convertible — and burn rubber ... go go go Head for the wide open spaces, spread your wings and soar like an eagle Making the dream come true: from cubicle to convertible

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 8/2/2017 11:24:00 AM
Nice :) xomo!
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Date: 8/2/2017 11:20:00 AM
Fun one Freddie! I love the ending staring with the go, go, go, right to the last word. Well done :)
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