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A job poem about learning and adjusting to a new position. |
| With the gracious harmony, Staff has managed forty times; Worthy of the gaffes and money Is that further shift that chimes. Plenty of the newest jabs. Rated flicker vaguely shines; It’s the trait a sweetness grabs. Every use of fork has tines. Ascertain the highest need, Struggle through the noiseless rap. Bugs propel a sound indeed; Everyone’s a valued chap. |