Rolls Royce

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Open House - Poem by Rolls Royce

Congregation, plastic smiles
Lies, egos, monologues
Crocodile eyes, teeth, tears
Strategies, contradictions
Despotism, veiled threats
Bullying ragging mentors galore
Get to the top top top
Win win win, grow grow grow
Fire in the belly, passions
For easy cheesy madcaps
What about us?

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Reflections on corporate crap...

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, March 22, 2013

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