Team Meeting

"The thing is," she said,
sipping her cappuccino,
"it's a new beginning,
a new year,
we need to start as we mean to go on."

"But what if..."

She gave him one of her looks.
He stared into his milky tea.

"As I was saying, a new start,
a fresh beginning. So,
when we get back, Donald,
I think you should be the one to tell him.
Times are hard. He's got to go."

Donald adjusts his specs.

"But..."

"But if he doesn't swallow that
tell him we all know
what he's been up to."

"Any questions? No? Good. Drink
your drinks and back to work chaps.
I'll have a whizz round the shops.
When I get back I expect his desk cleared
and him gone."

"But..."

"Ciao."



Working Man's Blues