I come in at night,
I leave when it is bright,
It is warm inside when I arrive,
It is cold inside when I leave.

What to do tonight, but sit tight,
I come in ready to work all night,
Just to get in a fight,
With the assitant manger at night.

There are only a few,
Here to work the Queues,
So I sit here and drink my Dews,
And say fuck the Queues!

I hear a whisper,
I go to answer,
The customer says they want to pants her,
I wish I was not here.

It was just another prank,
For me to rank,
If you had geussed my name is Frank.

I try to have many powers,
But I sit in front of a computer,
In a cubical Just to say,
Welcome to 1-800-Flowers.

By Chris Weis
01-25-2006

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