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Thursday, March 25, 2010
Sounds of Silence
Like what? A slack jawed sycophant sucking-up to powers that be? A brownnoser. A blowhard. Cool Hand Luke as a dog boy, iron chains to bind his wanting bones beneath a conniving heart.It's too late now, sycophant. You're too old. Too set in your ways. You had your chance. The opportunity is gone. Suffer in your silence. Failure to communicate was your sin.
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And he can go park it back in his cubicle, or Terry Tate will do what needs doing!
Ah, the life of the company man. I feel a part of myself being dragged closer to him everyday. As the times get tougher, the wallets get tighter and the powers that be jingle the fear of unemployment in front of our noses. "You wanna make money? Then get down on your lowly knees and suck my..."
Maybe I will be homeless someday. I'll have nothing from this world to impress people with accept the angels who fly to me in the cold night, and give me back my sacred pride.
HP
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