Sunday, August 10, 2008

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

It’s time to wish your boss well
You’d never send him to Roswell
That kind of thing is alien to him
He’s so nice you’d never sue 'im

3 comments:

Jo said...

My boss's name is Damian
He really is an alien.
He should travel back to Mars
And live amongst the stars...


Leslie is going to let me know when you are in Vancouver, but I think it is a work day for me, unfortunately.

quilly said...

If my boss were an alien
I'd be overjoyed,
Because that would mean
I was actually employed!

the amoeba said...

"Hey! fweeet! C'mere! I gotta tell you about my dumb boss!"

"How dumb is he?"

"He's so dumb, he got a letter from a client telling him he'd been sued, and he shows up the office the next day wearing a dress."