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Come toil in quiet contemp

Paperclip disarray, workspace unkempt.

Authorative voice from the aisle,

I bury my head in an envelope pile.

We’re looking for someone like you

To do all the things that we don’t want to do

Fluorescently lit is the key

You’ll fit in so well if you’ll try it and see.

And you can have all that you want

As long as your dream is to work as our grunt.

You’ll rake in the dollars and cents

(But upwards of half goes right back to the mint)

So fax us your resume soon,

And you can be hired by this afternoon.

With you we’ll all go so far,

But we really don’t care who you are.