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 #30 

April
2014


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a poem by David S. Pointer

An Ex-Boss

She was a chest spill-out
bureau chief for sure, I'll

bet she wore cactus leg-
lingerie when she fired

her employees too, and
nobody rose faster in

old corporate assclown
America than she did,

and now she has sent
me a hot screwvenir

email, that my computer
mouse almost accepted

© by David S. Pointer
 
Gutter Eloquence Magazine ~ Issue #30 ~ April 2014