Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Corporate Practices - A poem

The company stock has dropped.
A cry from above,
An evil CEO overlord calls out
"I need the blood of CHICKENS TO FLOW!
Fill the streets with their blood....
Your job depends on it!"
The company has failed to sacrifice enough chickens
And their doom has been spelled out
People no longer feel the need to be loyal
The spell is broken
The devil made a new deal
He has a new top corporation
They steal, they cheat, they lie
And worst of all they give more blood
Poor, poor chickens!


-Michael Williams 10/5/2007

2 comments:

Robert said...

Does this mean you have a new gig?

Michael Williams said...

Nope! Just a poem.