20070209-Farewell Skin

Oh, stupid brat! You left us alone!
I’m overloaded with work and I groan.
Don’t you bother me again with your loan!
Don’t call long distance on my call trace phone.

My boss, like you, is each to its own.
Both of you are like an annoying clone.
Each has revealed what the other one has known.
You both will pay as I cast my first stone.

Your chatting online continues to moan
about that fishy smell and her loud tone.
Working with you was like picking a bone.
Your babbles lie: There’s no-thing as atone.

Another poem of monorhyme.

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