Corporate Christmas Indigestion

Corporate Christmas Indigestion

We will be eating a holiday meal together again
A corporate Christmas offering
Didn’t we all just pass each other in the hall on our way to lunch?
We will again be looking at our plates and those around us
All uncomfortable, pressed stiff with starch
All in their appropriate seating placements, according to the Pecking Order
Plates filled looking like frozen food dinners
The veggies on one side, the meat on the other
Thinking to ourselves, is the bar closed ?
The attendees, like the food seeming stilted, lacking in warmth
We, all furtively looking around and pondering
Together, we, the corporate penguin look alike types
But what for?  Really?  It’s expected – That’s why
No joy or warmth, and it is Christmas season too boot
We had to attend, and to finish this party that seemed more like a Wake
The grand finale, flat gummy cheese cake to celebrate
Where is the pie?  That gives real comfort upon which we rely
If I had taken a vote
A unanimous decision might surely invoke
That all corporate Christmas dinners must die!
JMS –  December 2016