Work Limerick Seems a Shame To Waste It Posted Here
Santa had an helper called Heather
and 4 little elf manager helpers
She told them to be nice
and give lots of advice
so all us call takers work together .
There once was a call centre agent
who wanted a manager to help her .
No manager could be found
they had all gone to ground.
Its tough to get help for Heathers agents
There once was a boss called heather.
Who had 4 little team manager helpers .
She got them a stick.
And a big bull whip .
She even beat us with an old piece of leather .
Santa's little helper heather, once said
that all the tm could stay in bed.
All of us cheered
And cracked open the beers
It's not work today, we are having a party instead .
heathers the big boss at work lol
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