New Office Poem by Terry Collett

I came in today
to find I had
a brand new chair

(compensation
for this new
'OFFICE') .

The lengths people
will go to try
and keep me happy.

I even noticed
that some
of the women

are wearing uniforms,
not sure
what that's

all about,
but how can
the (old) office

compete with that?
Anyway,
back to the chair,

you'll never guess
what colour it is:
BLUE.

Like everything else
around here it's blue.
The doors,

the carpets,
the notice boards
all blue;

obviously
they're not all
in the same shade,

people would think
they had obsessive
compulsive disorder.

If you ask me
I think that secretly
they're all Smurfs

biding their time,
& when
the opportunity arises,

they're going
to invade the town
whilst singing

Eiffel 65's
number one hit
from the late 90s-

Blue(da ba dee da ba die) .
So run,
save yourselves

before it's too late,
only take
the essentials

with you
(TV & remote
for the lads,

its probably
a good idea
to hire a van

in advance
for the girls' stuff) ,
go run

there may not
be much
time left.

Written by my late son, Oliver.(1984-2014) (C)