Another John Phillips poem from Shorts and Shots.
Meeting
Let us hold a meeting,
We think it rather fine,
To sit upon our arses
And waste away some time.
Oh let us hold a meeting,
We’ll exercise our powers.
It’ll make us feel important,
We’ll make it last for hours.
We’ll talk of ballpark figures;
Corporate identity.
With plans, ideas and brainstorms,
We’ll waffle endlessly.
So, let us to the meeting room
Where none can watch us shirk
And as we meet, its someone else
Who’ll have to do the work.