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To Get To the Top

You go to work, to bring in the loot you put the effort in, to do a good job The boss is a jerk, in that fancy suit we feel it’s a sin, for him to be a snob So, booze is your perk, to climb for your fruit you’re not in the bin, when you’re the bosses’ knob

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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