Written November 2009 - a contact at one of our work's suppliers asked me to write a poem about their crappy new system.. little did I know at the time we'd be in the same boat just a few months later!
We've had a new system, be good if it worked
But we've struggled and toiled while managers smirked
They said there's no money - no chance of a raise
We found that so funny: grrrr.... one of these days!
They've gone to a meeting, dispensed with the seating
They left in a flashy new car
Are they sat on their asses? No, they're emptying glasses
Propping up the neighbourhood bar!