Miss Gloom and Doom

This happens daily. We are all in the lunchroom Laughing and having a great time Co-workers who truly like being together When Miss Doom and Gloom Enters. She is full of worst scenario stories, and she Begins to tell them, not stopping for breath. All conversation comes to a halt as she commandeers us. We tried moving our lunches to other places in the building But alas, she always finds us, perpetually talking, Never listening, and she has high drama daily. We have dared to interrupt But it works in no way For she continues her stories, as if no one else has spoken. It is trying, to say the least. I sit alone in my room, eating now, Hearing her incessant rambling through the wall For she is loud too.