Arrears Statement
The day's 'receipts' were nine, 'disposals' eight,
Three callers, two teas, four phone calls,
Two discussions, one partial loss of temper,
Two files 'misplaced', one 'We spoke',
A hard day's work is done;
My signatures have multiplied,
Not in vain, or so I hope.
Outside, the people.
What do they want, the people?
Be dumb, Oh ye people.
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