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You used to be employed at this bank as a clerk.
But you screwed things up because you//'//re a jerk.
You brought your goat to work with you and put her in the vault.
Your nanny ate about three million dollars and it//'//s all your fault.
You learned that there is very little air in the vault when you found your goat dead.
When I saw what your goat did, "You//'//re Fired!" were the two words that I said.
Your goat suffocated but before she died, the damage had been done.
I nearly lost my job, you//'//d better be glad that I decided to pawn my gun.
You begged me not to fire you, it makes me mad to see a grown man whine.
I will not give you a reference, go stand in the unemployment line.
I made a good decision when I fired you, I//'//m glad you//'//re no longer a clerk.
When you find another job, use your intelligence, don//'//t take a goat to work. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 7 [informant] => randyjohnson [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Goat


Goat
Date: Saturday, 5th March 2016 @ 06:04:08 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: randyjohnson



RandyJohnson, PLEASE: To help keep this site INTERACTIVE, please read and comment on at least 3 poems by our other authors for each one you submit. Please use some of that online time supporting our other authors instead of posting poems. Thank you.

You used to be employed at this bank as a clerk.
But you screwed things up because you//'//re a jerk.
You brought your goat to work with you and put her in the vault.
Your nanny ate about three million dollars and it//'//s all your fault.
You learned that there is very little air in the vault when you found your goat dead.
When I saw what your goat did, "You//'//re Fired!" were the two words that I said.
Your goat suffocated but before she died, the damage had been done.
I nearly lost my job, you//'//d better be glad that I decided to pawn my gun.
You begged me not to fire you, it makes me mad to see a grown man whine.
I will not give you a reference, go stand in the unemployment line.
I made a good decision when I fired you, I//'//m glad you//'//re no longer a clerk.
When you find another job, use your intelligence, don//'//t take a goat to work.

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