Unlock your desk and retrieve your fitness,
Trust the acid of the heart, trust the reading;
An industrial activity has been in condition,
In bewilderment, always your own admission.
Enter these conference rooms in vain
And you find a solution to man’s worries.
To hurl this drink in another’s face
Hurts his face, for you have read the face.
Pleasant reading is the reading of the boss,
The boss is learning, knowing so wisely you.
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