Never-Neverland Poem by Ian Elliott2

Never-Neverland



In the world of RPM
Big deals are brewing, but who's clinching them?

While AGS has work from SAC to Sarawak,
But nothing local, and that's a fact.

If you like talking money, dropp in anytime;
You'll hear of dough in six figures, but never see a dime.

Please let me know, if you get in cahoots,
Where these guys find the shekels to press their suits?

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I was looking for a better job and talking to big-mouthed operators who never came through; professional time-wasters.
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