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MISS TWEE

by masgie 

Posted: 24 April 2006
Word Count: 149
Summary: Subject of 10 mins waiting in the car.


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The English-speaking nation,
Commutes to work via crowded tube station;

Faceless average Miss Twee,
Nameless overwrought secretary;

Grab those files Miss Twee,
Oh, and book lunch for three;

During your break,
To the dry-cleanersí take
My claret stained suits off the hook;

He summoned a smile,
Like a fat crocodile as he knew it was no short distance;

You can lunch on the way,
A quick sandwich today; was the final imparted insistence?

Hustling briskly through the crowd,
Five minutes in effort to gain;

Youíre back on time,
Iím very proud and didnít need to shout out loud;

Late again,
You are a pain to place me under such a strain;

Its loyalty we need here you know,
Jobs on the line I fear;
Iíll really have to let you go
Your leaving gift my dear;

The overtime, the extra hours;
All written off,
With a bunch of flowers.







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