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Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Twas the night before Biben (day 9)

Getting near the end  and thanks to those readers that have suggested rhymes for the poem   I need to rhyme how the new director of training has stage fright and calls in sick everytime she needs to perform  any help including her name would be appreciated.


Twas the night before Biben 

 

Twas the night before Christmas and all thru the JOKE

No NYC staffers were working the Beaver office Sandy did smoke

 

Work from home Biben did declare

No one is watching no one will care

 

Biben’s posse stayed home secure in their nest

The Public Officers Law they thought only applies to the rest

 

Barry was gone to Tax he did flee

Turns out the 2nd floor kept its promise to him which is more than they did for me

 

Meet with Biben I was asked see if you can stop being a jerk

So to New York I did trek thinking maybe this time it will work

 

The meeting went well, filled with good will and true emotion

Little did I know that Biben was  a tool the governor controlled and would soon put into motion

 

She asked who she could trust from the old lobby commission

I gave her three names, people I assured her would make for an easy transition

 

It didn’t take too long for one of my blogs to upset Ellen

So she fired a third of my people and treated them as if they were felons

 

Now I’m not a stranger to downsizing, especially in a crunch 

Take a look at my list, I’ll take credit for a bunch

 

No more Ralphie or Bridget someone else had to get Terri

Jeanine is still there but not Bob, Scott or the wooden Indian named Larry

 

But Ellen you got rid of the best to keep Fern and the rest of your mob

Look at all the new hires who kissed your ass at their last job

 

As a result JJoke now has a lawyer named Rob who walked into a closet

And a PHD named Kitty who  insists on being called a chief economist

 

Let’s not forget Ellen that you rehired Sharri on Uncle Vinny’s say so

And brought on Monica who does more whispering than anyone since Marcel Marceau

 

And you’ve now got one of Serph’s angels, Letizia is her name

To handle your political laison cause investigations just ain’t her game

 

You’ve been at it a year with nothing to show

The press is so bad its clear Milgram is no pro

 

When all else fails do what you do best

Have Monica call a staff meeting you must quell the unrest

 

With their heads filled with nothing cause their dopes one and all

Jeanine and Deb said not us we’re taking a long lunch at the mall

 

When all of a sudden the phone it did ring

DiFiore and Horowitz were calling  “The governors upset its become quite disturbing”

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