The Good Poem by P.R. Prosper

You’re a good person
First into the office
Workin to exhaustion nervous
But always cautious and
Burstin with excitement and thirstin
For the worst when
Your boss is
Lurchin for his desserts and
The rumors are like tumors
They’ve got your head hurtin
But you keep from out blurtin
Mouth closed up like a curtain
Ready for paradise
Done workin with the desertion
They’ll all see you’re not worthless
Ears got your brains open
With the notion
Hopin that you’ll be coastin
Cruisin done losin
Towards a new promotion
Boastin
Silently gloatin
Floatin
On thoughts you’re knowin
The words before they’re spoken
And owing all your success
To no one was holdin
Ya hand when you was dopin
Foldin broken chairs
Round the clock for a token
Coats and different hats didn’t match
All the pats on the back
Unless
You were up at the bat
The spits and the spats
Are all fast in the past
Last but not least out comes the beast
With the tease of a sneeze
Belts out and decrees
Everyone’s fired
With 10 minutes to leave