Grasshopper Spit
My supervisor is Hannibal ugly today.
Must be tired from jumping through hoops.
On bony knees, trying to please the unpleasable.
Being constantly squeezed just to climb a rung less ladder
of cackle and clack.
I'll do "it" a favor and stay out of its way.
Slide on home at the end of this hard day.
Wash his grasshopper spit from my soul.
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