Enough With The Damn Crusades - Poem by Ima Ryma
Jess and Moe were in global sales,
Competing with each other to
Customerize males and females
For the biz their Boss was into.
The two had dif'rent sales technique.
Jess was pretty much easy go,
Pitching for a sale mild and meek.
But more of a hothead was Moe.
And so it came as no surprise,
Their clashing styles got in the way.
The Boss saw biz on the demise.
The Boss was upset and did say,
'You two best get along and sell.'
'Cuz my biz is going to hell.'
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