Rubber Chicken

The low man on the totem pole

Had to schmooze around today

With all the other low ones

That’s the price I have to pay

A rubber chicken luncheon

Reward for listening ears

To the dribble drabble speeches

That had me daydreaming of beers

Making social contact

To promote our corporate name

Is the cost of doing business

It’s all part of the game

And since I’m actually working

And being paid I shan’t complain

But a rubber chicken luncheon

Is still a culinary pain

Copyright 2010 Patrick A. Granfors