Let The Gluttony Games Begin
From out of the humidity and haze,
it's the season of company summer picnic days,
free food brings the inane,
these people are quite insane,
they'll run you over by the deviled egg trays,
a warning, don't get in their way, bub,
or else you'll pull back a nub,
the company CEO is here,
but, forget about your b.s. sucking up,
he's plastered, his toupee upside down,
passed out from drinking way too much beer.
Copyright © Regina Elliott | Year Posted 2021
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