
Boozing In Company
Another office party,
And another Christmas cheer.
I remember standing here, right here,
One year ago today,
Remember telling Jen and Marty,
How I swore this one would be my last,
And I’d be gone before the year had past.
Yes, even though, you say,
How I had sworn the same the year before –
But this time I was sure,
I couldn’t stand it anymore.
My goodness, how the months just slip away…
Alas, no Jen this year, of course,
And Marty moved to Slough.
Yes, both had quit the sales force by Spring.
Looking round my colleagues now,
They’re all so young and middlebrow,
And I’m left wondering…
I barely recognise them, with their rarely coming-in –
Working from their homes,
And working from their phones,
Until they get the annual summoning.
And all for mindless drinking passed the point when we should stop,
Just to numb the pain of endless talking-shop.
