How I love my J.O.B!

Apr 21, 2008 - 23:17 PM PST

THIS IS THE MOTHERSHIP, and she’s bloated.
My boss smells of secretary, and my computer is allergic to porn.
I am the coagulator immortal of this cubical, please Xerox my face.

My desk drawer eats pens and grows tacky photos in cheap frames.
The clock keeps pace with the filing cabinet and carpal tunnel.
This is the mother ship, and she’s bloated.

Imagine the teeth of my assistant on my polyester thighs.
Press tic-tacs in my thoat till I choke, machine gun mouth.
My boss smells of secretary, and my computer is allergic to porn.

My calendar has 248 red X’s and 12 scenes of Europe I’ve never seen.
My co-workers are the hens with golden eggs, I pretend I lay with pride.
I am the coagulator immortal of this cubical, please Xerox my face.