Mike Dailey Poet Rhyme

Cutting Cheese

Cutting Cheese

There once was a bureaucrat
Whose body made sounds where he sat
It would be underhanded
Were he reprimanded
Without a complete list of stats

So his supervisor kept up a log
Of each time he let out a fog
It’s not really my fault
He said I can’t halt
I’ve a medical skewed apologue

But with 60 blasts all written down
In 17 days, the guy found
The charges would stick
He must do something quick
To end his rear end making sound

The Social Security Administration
Has certainly added to my consternation
They recorded each stink
Which just makes me think
They have set the low bar for this nation

So I beg you please
If you must cut the cheese
Don’t cut the cheese while at work
For the unions have rules
Gave your bosses the tools
To publically call out your quirk

Another true story I learned about on the web

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Richard Palmer December 23, 2012 at 1:31 PM great write Mike you hit the nail squarely Mike Dailey December 23, 2012 at 4:38 PM I had to do a follow-up - see cutting cheese 2. Thanks for dropping by to read my poem.

David Williams December 23, 2012 at 1:13 PM Mike ha I like...David Mike Dailey December 23, 2012 at 4:39 PM David - you must be almost as sick as I am or at least as fond of potty humor. Thanks for stopping by to read.

David Fisher December 23, 2012 at 1:07 PM That's a good one Mike. It's so sad that it's true. Dave Mike Dailey December 23, 2012 at 4:40 PM this world is often a sad place when you dig deep enough into its core.