Paper Clip
We all go on about
the inventor of
the paper clip.
Imagine! we say
to each other over
the Hor D'euvres.
Imagine how rich
that man must be,
He must be laughing!
Rich? Maybe.
Laughing? Never!
What if your invention
your brainchild
your baby.
Was used to do bored
execs cuticles.
It's tiny body twisted
and bent all out of shape
just so that a pen could be
hooked out from behind
an awkward PC.
Flicked at passing
postroom boys.
Contorted to form
the stand for a photo
of a fat child which is
cooed over by powdered
dusty PA's.
Temporary fastener for
bust trousers.
An integral part of
a sculpture called
'The Sparrow' by some
managers 12 year old.
So do not envy the
paper clip man,
he's crying right now.
Crying salty tears of
sorrow.
Geoffwee
What can you say about such a man?
He's generous, gives whenever he can...
(But that Ruddy laugh drives me up the wall!)
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What can you say about the guy?
He's friendly and funny not quiet or shy...
(but his ego's so big it's about 10ft tall!)
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What can you say about such a lad?
He's young and foolish but not really bad...
(But he flirts, he letches and he makes girls mad!)
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Well what can you say about such a bloke?
He's not annoyed to be the butt of a joke...
(But he's always on his PC, he's totally sad!)
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So although he's a cock most of the time.
There once walked I, so I think he's just fine!