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The Tables Turned

Contributed by Twysted_Fate on Saturday, 17th September 2005 @ 05:17:24 AM in AEST
Topic: AmericanTragedy

I wish I could take back,
the mean things that I've said,
and replaced them with words,
more constructive instead..

Things that I've said,
to my employees at work,
Acted little more,
like an old pompous jerk.

To all of you.... I'm sorry....

Its hard sometimes to return,
and see things where they lie,
to see what I must've been like,
through all of your eyes.

Again, too all of you... I'm sorry

So all I've seen now,
the tables, they've been turned,
by our new mighty Emperor,
leaving most of us burned..

Running your mouth wildly,
like you're the Cock of the Walk,
we've seen almost no action from you,
just loud mindless talk..

You sit there and threaten my job,
each and every single day,
even though through it all,
I'm one of the few who have stayed.
Sit there and tell me,
everything I do is wrong,
while your own list of screwups
is ten miles long.

I know I'm not perfect
but still I do what I'm told,
listening to your incessant whining,
blah blah blah, its getting old.

The day, it quickly comes,
that I stand up and just quit.
Maybe then, only then,
we'll see if you're legit.
Maybe then the world will see,
if you're as good as you say...
but me, I'm predicting total chaos,
there will be hell to pay..
Knowing your luck,
the store probably would burn down..
turn your pretentious smug smile,
into a sad "WHY ME?" frown...

You portray yourself,
like you're our great Lord and Master
but this is reality, bro..
you're just a small-minded *******..

To those I've been mean to,
I wish I could say more than sorry,
as to our new great Grand *******,
all I will say is..... BITE ME!!

I know I've said some mean things,
then again, they're the truth, plain to see..
unlike to all of my friends,
to you... I'M NOT SORRY!!!!

Good night to you all,
for now I'm hitting the sauce,
I think its painfully clear,
I have a jackass for a boss..

Copyright © Twysted_Fate ... [ 2005-09-17 05:17:24]
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Re: The Tables Turned (User Rating: 1 )
by oreo_kisses on Saturday, 17th September 2005 @ 01:50:05 PM AEST
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hahah awesome poem.. keep up the great work... and when/if you quit tell your boss to bite me...lol... that would be grand:P..

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