THERE’S ANOTHER PERSON LEAVING

 

There’s another person leaving.

We’re less popular than thieving.

So I know what I’m receiving:-

     Another card to sign.

 

He only started yesterday.

I never met him anyway.

So what the hell am I to say?

     ‘You’re the fastest to resign!’

 

The comments range from ‘It’s A Shame’

to ‘All the best’ and ‘Call again!’.

But no one seems to know your name.

    ‘Dude. Better luck next time.’

 

And then an envelope appears

But none of our cash disappears,

as there are disapproving jeers.

     And now I think, you swine!

 

He only started yesterday.

We never met him anyway.

So none of us are gonna pay.

     Our messages aren’t kind.

 

Instead we buy some lunchtime wine

and have a bloody jolly time.

We slag him off. It’s not a crime!

     We don’t care if he minds.

 

There’s another person leaving.

We’re less likeable than grieving

or Myra Hindley’s breathing.

     We found out he was blind!