A fun Friday at work, chat aplenty
But still worked on revising some guidance
If you're bothered, it's Notice 184a
Tied oil public notice. It was real pants
But when I'm done, it's gonna be the prince
Of notices, but then they'll abolish
Them anyway. Time moves with quick footprints
It's boots head for the sea, sleep with the fish
Meanwhile, did not need to eat liquorice
Today in the office, Sonia bought three
Irresistible munchy treats that hands
Had to grab and force down throats, so delish
Choc fingers, Jaffa cakes, made up for the
Theft of our sweets the night before, so thanks!
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