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The Lost Short Order Cook

I took my boss, a short order cook, out to haves some beers,
he thought it was just a  night to have a little fun,
all day at work steam poured out of his ears
always screaming at me, now look what you've done.

I decided, I've taken enough of his crap,
he has screamed at me for the very last time,
I'll take him out and get him  so drunk,
payback is a bitch, his ass is mine .

He was having a great time chugging down the beers
he kept falling off the stool onto the floor,
then around midnight he wanted to go home,
he said with a slur, hey I can't find the door.

He passed out in his car, light bulb goes on in my brain,
I had put some womens clothes a Blond wig in my trunk,
I changed his clothes, he was looking real sweet,
I dumped perfume on him, he smelled worse then a skunk.

I took him to the truck stop looking for a truck driver,
he had to be big and unshaven and look real mean,
I paid the trucker to take him for a ride,
to this day that short order cook has never been seen.






 

Author notes

This is for project # 1
Box of Pandora- getting even with a lousy boss
Written September 12th, 2004

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  • pozo
    September 12, 2004
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    Lol, a funny tale so well written into a poem Keep writing, this was great- thanks for commenting on my poem

  • Jcsketch82 gold member
    September 12, 2004
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    LOL, hahahahaha, you so just made my day, this is so great. You have no idea how much I've loved this, great write. I love it, great, great, great job.