Dear employer
I'd like to tell you that it's been wonderful these last few years
But now you know I've got a new shoe
And I'll be wearing it so far from here
Dear employer
Your escalators are very dangerous on the way down
They pinch the skin and they pull you in
Spit out the boney bits on legal ground
Dear employer
I heard a story
When you were just knee-high
Higher than I
You built the wings
The propeller, too
With balsa wood and glue you learned to fly
Dear employer
You commanded me
Your commendations now don't mean as much
I'm a lost cause
Causing a problem
But I promise to be way out of touch
Dear employer
When you hear the news
Please save the saintly words for saintly souls
I'll be long-gone
Long-gone and rotting
Long-gone and ulcerous
A thing untold