may their hours of sleep not give them any rest
their waking hours be filled with woe and pain
they've failed when brought unto the final test
may their lives lack all hope of joy and zest
their work be hard and give them little gain
may their hours of sleep not give them any rest
each of them send on an endless useless quest
to slay the thing that cannot ever be slain
they've failed when brought unto the final test
may each one daily suffer a malignant pest
and all their hope for relief be in vain
may their hours of sleep not give them any rest
each of their endeavours is evil and unblessed
they've given others only work and strain
they've failed when brought unto the final test
it's been a torture building our own nest
enough to explode the most complaisant brain
may their hours of sleep not give them any rest
they've failed when brought unto the final test
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
25 February 2007
to a large corporation
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