Enter through my door,
Where all logic ends.
Remain and talk awhile
Where total chaos begins.
Ask me any question
And I will do my best.
I may not know the answer
But you will know no less.
Feel free to give your opinion,
Don't ever be afraid to complain.
Just say the things I want to hear
Or don't ever bother me again.
I hope our little talk has helped you,
I hope I made myself clear.
But, if you wanted to be less confused,
Why the hell did you come in here.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem of any type that treats a serious subject as humor.
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Author Notes
I made the mistake of falling for the "Open Door" policy when I was Sergeant on motorcycles, for the San Diego Police Department. I entered
my Lieutenants office to complain about the motorcycles the Department was purchasing. Other Departments were using the same motorcycle and had reported them unsafe. I received a big butt chewing and never
tried their policy again. When I left his office, I wrote this poem.
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