Wake Up Big Mike

Wake Up Big Mike

By Elton Camp

At nine o’clock Mike’s secretary opened his office door
And there at his desk was a sight she hadn’t seen before
Mike obviously had stayed in the office the whole night
With his head upon his desk, he lay very still and quiet

“Wake up!  You can’t allow the boss find you this way.
There is just no way to know what he might do or say.”
His secretary attempted to form an excuse for the jerk
Perhaps to claim that he was totally dedicated to his work

Then she took a glance at what was on the computer screen
And gave a gasp and turned quite pale at what she had seen
The name of a notorious pornographic website she read
She urged, “Mike, act quick.  Put up a spreadsheet instead.”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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