The Model Employee

He was knee deep in shit,

photo by hungrybison

so he took a vow of silence.

He rattled one too many cages,

he poked the dog with the stick one too many times.

He submerged himself in work.

He stayed away from the crowds.

Cloistered in his office,

he took pain killers.

At home he watched old sitcoms,

and ate Spaghettios cold, straight from the can.

He depressed people,

he angered others.

So he decided to just shut up;

Earn a paycheck, and just go the fuck home.

No longer would he voice an opinion,

no longer would he fight the system.

He became a model employee.


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