Far Over the City Bridges Cold
Far over the city bridges cold,
To buildings high on buses old,
We must away, ere break of day,
To seek nice pay, so I was told.
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The reps of sales made mighty trades,
While phones rang like cathedral bells,
In systems deep, where SAP bugs sleep,
Only an old text log the truth tells.
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For stakeholders and founding lord
So much work, a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught,
To candy up the annual report.
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On cheap necklaces they strung
The corporate badge, on walls they hung
Some ol' slogan, on twisted wire
You need to work like a machine gun.
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Far over the city bridges cold,
To buildings high on buses old,
We must away, ere break of day,
To seek nice pay, so I was told.
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