Ohayo gozaimasu!
[Japanese: Good morning. Very polite term.]
Well… it’s not really morning – more like very early morning… *glares at clock* But at any rate… Just an introduction… saying ‘hi’ and all that…
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And without further ado… a SONG! Made by me, for my coworks. (Hahaha!) Written for a funny creative gift for my supervisors, this is a nod to all the kitchen staff who complain bitterly about the hardships of working as cooks.
Sing Hey! For the Kitchen Minions
(and for those with the nameless moniker)
Here’s a little song, to the unknown workers,
bent-backed, hands a blur, whirling around and around
in a hot as hellfire place.
Here’s a little song, ho! Forth, nameless slave!
Who never sees the light of day, stoking the bonfires
of toasters and microwaves.
This is merely a [little] song to the ones who have fallen on the way -
Yes, those victims of disgruntlement and greed
now gone to a brighter day.
For them let us have silence.
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Let us end this little song, with a toast – chock full of bliss -
for those whose hands continue to work at the speed of bullets:
To all of you, a kiss!
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Hahaha….
