I,ve felt the knives that dig so deep into my spine
i,ve been forked over many,many times
i,ve seen far too many spoons that i know will never shine
i,ve seen a work force of idiots in my time

If the table at first was properly set
and everything was put in its place
if we had manners, goodwill, trust and respect
then,maybe then, we could overcome the idiots that work in our space

Be humble be sincere and also be kind
know who you are and know your mind
be knowledgable and loyal and intelligent too
but most of all , to you be true

I,m sure you have met those in the work force i call gits
those backstabbers,shafters and spoon fed twits
those Centipedes called men,those women called a bitch
dont vex your soul to those who eat of the Cutlery Sandwhich