X In The Fast Lane Poem by Madam Anonymous

Move over brother
In my Beamer, here I come in a fast lane
Always, somewhere else I’d rather be
A Wiz I am at playing this game

Starbucks Mocha at bucks 5 a pop
I feel young, rich and powerful
Corner office is just a stop
Good at my job, I am cool

Modest, my horn I don’t toot
But popular, I blog, facebook and twitter
In my chic Armani suit
I leave office gals in a dither

Impressive at a gym I lift weights
I spin away to the melody of Iphone
To complete health and happiness this is the gate
And gotta pick a Broadway show most known

After long hours, Tequila is a draw
At Nobu, over sushi with an emaciated bombshell
About commitments why hem and haw
Why not just ring each other’s naughty bell?

Move over brother
In my Beamer, here I come in a fast lane
What? No way! Freedom, pleasure and gratification
Shall not give me long lasting pain

When I am but a sexy fifty
I shall adopt a rebellious niece
I would have built my empire nifty
And with friends and family made peace

Life is perfect, life is fun
I am my own boss, cause I am the only one.
--
Madam's Dictionary:

- Beamer: BMW car
- Starbucks: Coffee chain
- Mocha: Coffee with chocolate
- Corner office: Coveted corporate status, office with windows/view on two sides
- Blog, facebook and twitter: Online ways of socializing (and popularizing)
- Armani suit: Power symbol
- Spinning: Cardio excercise at a gym, fast cycling
- Iphone: Male toy lovers, need anything be said?
- Tequila: Don't quite know since I don't do alcohol
- Nobu: Trendy expensive exclusive New York restaurant
- Emaciate bombshell: New New York standard of feminine beauty, the starved look
- Sushi: Japanese raw fish, a rage in New York (and elsewhere)