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The Return
The Return
The Fake God was back on the prod floor
He sat in his old chair told the old jokes
His old support team sat or stood smiling
Most of them were happy their master was back
Tho one or two wore frowns or did fake smiles
One guy previously said he wasn’t happy
He wanted the Fake Boss out for good
Now he was back for good or till next time
When he bucked the metrix...
Wednesday 21st August 2024 4:14 am
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