Trapped in The Pit
We stare at a light on the wall
They must drone on
Monotone, redundant, hurts all
Our souls have died
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Dear Daniel Gill****, father of two
Becca and Ann would quit if only they knew
That as TMA’s chief guru
You don’t know a GODDAMN thing!
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Herded off to the conference room
Database meeting, the presenter’s a nitwit
Shit! Here comes the executive officer
He rules the meeting to prove no one is bossier
This is our tomb
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Poor Lori Carpenter
PD’s head marketer
Cut her wrists in a meeting
On the floor she lies bleeding
Oh no she got blood on the Monitor!
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