Ode to Wilma

We've been really busy this week writing this to say goodbye.... We don't claim to be professionals at poetry, so forgive us the flaws.... we did our best....

Ode to Wilma

Wilma decided to leave in a huff
We suppose this will give her more time to puff
Here, she would spend one hour per day
Filling her lungs, smoking her life away

In one program she changed all the passwords
Thinking it would bring payroll to a halt
She forgot that Dog & Cat can be nerds
And can sign in with the master default

We’re glad we’ve heard the last rooster crow
That was her special ringtone for Fred, you know
She said that she would have to be dead
Before she would ever re-marry Fred
But true love has prevailed
Soon she will be wearing a veil
We hope that “third times a charm”
And that they do each other no harm

Things are much quieter without all that serenading
No longer do we have to watch the dancing and parading
Songs asking “don’t you wish your girlfriend was hot like me?”
Acting like an exotic dancer - something she will never be
And no more tone deaf karaoke at the office party
Singing and vamping to gay guy who himself’s not a smarty
Telling him that you “love his pants around his feet”
Words from Nickelback’s “Figured You Out” – what a treat!

Nor any longer does the phone ring off the hook
Calls from her family asking what to cook
Absolutely no one at the office is missing her
Even Marilyn has tons of fun dissing her

She’s now filed for unemployment
Monica will fight it, much to our enjoyment
“Poor working conditions” is what she says in her claim
Do we all know how to say “Wilma’s con game”?
At home with Mom, Sis, Niece, Fred & Bam-Bam
Is where she wants to sit while she pulls off this scam
She wasn’t fired, her claim should be denied
Because we all know that Wilma has lied

Goodbye Wilma
Only our readers will miss you
Have a lovely