Well at the end of the year
Its
managements’ biggest fear
That staff
should infringe
At the
annual Christmas Binge
After
spiking the fruit punch
In the
canteen after lunch
Their
totally off their hinge
At the
annual Christmas Binge
The amount
of alcohol downed
As many a
sorrow was drowned
Made the
accountant whinge
At the
annual Christmas Binge
The extent
of the reveling
Was quite
frankly bedeviling
Enough for
his beard to singe
At the
annual Christmas Binge
The things
that a little party ho
Did beneath
the mistletoe
Would make
a puritan cringe
At the
annual Christmas Binge
Karen from
reception bless her
Botox-ed
her face with vodka
With a catering syringe
At the
annual Christmas Binge
The level
of fraternization
Was quite a
revelation
And caused
a few backs to twinge
At the
annual Christmas Binge
You may
well be forgiven
After the
events which had arisen
That it was
the lunatic fringe
At their
annual Christmas Binge
Next day
when the party was over
Everyone
suffered from a hangover
And all
took on an earthy tinge
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