Probationary Poem by somebody else

Grateful should you be, He has not fired you,
for being so slack, in the job you were to do.
And He has given all that was needed, to perform it well,
with written instructions, that the Good Book tell.
But instead tarry do you, and from your tasks run,
leaving very important work undone.
And all the gifts and talents given, you abuse,
because only for selfish wants, do you use.
But oneday your performance, evalute will He,
where you'll be let go, or given the kingdoms key.