Friday, September 14, 2007

Oh where Oh where could Siggy be

The taxi takes me to a place far far away
In the middle of nowhere i dare say.
Amidst the nothingness around me all i can see
Is an allotted place for me to be.
To my right the serene grass wee high
To might left another peanut sighs.
Mangled in this space of Monday blues,
Its Friday and not one of them has a clue
Maybe I should shout about and light a fire
Or perhaps sing out to my hears desire
None of this would make any sense to them anyway
Oh this island filled with castaways
I know what I should do
Maybe I start a jig for two.
Me and myself will be one great band
Whilst we make the changes hand in hand
If that doesn't work I could just leave
Steal every pen, pencil and staple i perceive
That would stir the hornets nest
When their printouts wont be their formatted best
I can imagine the pandemonium it would create
If there we no more staples with which they can fixate
Fixate their moronous ramblings
Into what they consider amazing findings
Bah humbug if you ask me
Why wont their idiocies just leave me be
Dogbert was absolutely on the mark
Take the demons of stupidity out of these dafts.

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

hahahaha. That is so very good!! I think I like it best so far. I love the band bit and the staple bit and grass high and peanut sigh.

8:22 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

aren't you getting a little too stereo typed

1:33 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Perhaps I am ... but then again to get the real dirt about the system one has occassionally get into it

12:18 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

so you only reply to criticisms now? well fine then. I've taken heed.

7:23 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Now Now dont feel left out ... for ppl who appreciate me .. i have a silent ego which says thank you .. and then grow to twice its original size muaahhahahhahaha

8:53 PM  

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