On chair, with a gigabyte mind;
the boss and his colourful dictum.
Hippie, yippie and a nerdie,
the kids are ready for morning class.
Three measured gulps of wisdom,
laced with ice and oil.
Lighting up the threesome world,
smoking gun and a celluloid cigarette show.
A couple turns to four hours,
lecture shifts to women and life.
Torn one's happy with the wilder side,
designer sports a classic smile,
while the engine-man takes the wheel,
and the chairman sleeps, who pulled the plug.
(On a booze party with two good buddies of mine)
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