Meltdown
My manager’s voice is booming
telling me my deadlines looming
overwhelmed I begin to drown
Whoop,whoop,whoop, red alert – MELTDOWN!
eyes in the office are staring
wet excuses I'm declaring
I'm paralysed by my boss’ frown
Whoop,whoop,whoop, red alert – MELTDOWN!
laughter floating like bonfire smoke
there's no deadline that was a joke
my boss is now the office clown
Whoop,whoop,whoop, red alert – MELTDOWN!
relieved I find myself smiling
work for me no longer piling
lets all leave early, go down town
Whoop,whoop,whoop, red alert – MELTDOWN!
Copyright © Rachel Fawcett | Year Posted 2013
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