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Array ( [sid] => 166043 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Co-Worker [time] => 2011-04-27 00:29:16 [hometext] => Some explicit language. Be careful. [bodytext] => What is ethics, nobody knows
We all wear suits, all the same clothes.
Can only tell by the way we walk
As of lately there has been a lot of talk.
Some are cool, Brock, Benjaman, G-Man and Ray
Very few people know the right of way.
Then some look over your shoulder, just being a snitch
Get back to work, stop being a bi***.
This is the graveyard shift, so cut us some slack
It's 3 in the morning man, get off my back.
Nobody likes you, you have no friends
For only one reason you own that Benz.
Because you're on your knee when the shift ends.
Get out from under the desk
Actually do some work.
Your job is as important as that of a file clerk.
So here is a little bit of advice
Stay away from me or you'll be lookin for ice.
Go back to K-Street if you like your heartbeet.
Come near me, im like sleet, I'll knock you off your feet.
This is our home, not yours
I can see this starting wars, between you and me.
But I'm not scared because when I'm thru with you, you will be visually impared
From my fist knocking you. Who knew your days here will soon be through.
So keep snitching, see where it gets you.
I see you sitting there, looking all large
Thinking you actually matter.
Reality check bro, I've see better bodily discharge one a wall, splatter.
I got one final warning, I recommend you obey
Unless you want to end up like my Thanksgiving deer, on display
For all to see, or on a lesser degree all your tombstone will say R.I.P.
You have no friends, remember
We all hate you as a staff member.
So leave, go home, get away from us
We hate you like a woman hates being a damsel in distress.
Sometimes I hope for you to absumption
And you're more annoying than erectile disfuncion.
If you haven't got the point yet I wouldn't be surprised
You were that child over in the corner sitting chastised.
With one more final note, I hope you cease
I said it once I say it again. Rest In Peace.
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Co-Worker

Contributed by Florida on Wednesday, 27th April 2011 @ 12:29:16 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



What is ethics, nobody knows
We all wear suits, all the same clothes.
Can only tell by the way we walk
As of lately there has been a lot of talk.
Some are cool, Brock, Benjaman, G-Man and Ray
Very few people know the right of way.
Then some look over your shoulder, just being a snitch
Get back to work, stop being a bi***.
This is the graveyard shift, so cut us some slack
It's 3 in the morning man, get off my back.
Nobody likes you, you have no friends
For only one reason you own that Benz.
Because you're on your knee when the shift ends.
Get out from under the desk
Actually do some work.
Your job is as important as that of a file clerk.
So here is a little bit of advice
Stay away from me or you'll be lookin for ice.
Go back to K-Street if you like your heartbeet.
Come near me, im like sleet, I'll knock you off your feet.
This is our home, not yours
I can see this starting wars, between you and me.
But I'm not scared because when I'm thru with you, you will be visually impared
From my fist knocking you. Who knew your days here will soon be through.
So keep snitching, see where it gets you.
I see you sitting there, looking all large
Thinking you actually matter.
Reality check bro, I've see better bodily discharge one a wall, splatter.
I got one final warning, I recommend you obey
Unless you want to end up like my Thanksgiving deer, on display
For all to see, or on a lesser degree all your tombstone will say R.I.P.
You have no friends, remember
We all hate you as a staff member.
So leave, go home, get away from us
We hate you like a woman hates being a damsel in distress.
Sometimes I hope for you to absumption
And you're more annoying than erectile disfuncion.
If you haven't got the point yet I wouldn't be surprised
You were that child over in the corner sitting chastised.
With one more final note, I hope you cease
I said it once I say it again. Rest In Peace.




Copyright © Florida ... [ 2011-04-27 00:29:16]
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