Message With A Sharpie Poem by Phil Soar

I now regret the message that I wrote upon the wall
I wrote it with a 'sharpie', and it has meant my downfall
Though I penned it in the cubicle, when I went for a poo
I didn't know the next one there, was going to be you
So Boss, I'm really sorry, for calling you an ass
I wish that you'd forgive me, and let my comments pass
I really can't erase them, as a sharpie's permanent
So can I just ignore the e-mail that you have just sent?