Sunday, May 16, 2010

Poem

I hear that when I am in management I can't be a gentlemen;
If I am one, then I would be stressing over some settlement.
But I learn that management also deals with collaboration;
Even going to McDonal can give me some inpiration.
Dream about that French Fries makes my mouth feel so dry;
Thow me a jello soda now may make you look very bright.
At the end, I walk out with an empty can in my hand;
That feeling of satifaction is almost beyond what I can comprehend.

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