I’d like to knock down every door that slams shut in my face
it’s such a soul destroying act that puts me in my ‘place’
Who on Earth do they think they are, these decision making monkeys?
Someday I’ll be the organ grinder and relegate them to flunkies!
I’ve paid my dues and paid them well, I’ve knocked dust off from my falls,
sent tireless emails, letters and sat waiting for your calls.
Patiently I will abide and muse whilst you carry on regardless,
but just beware, I will return and you may find me heartless.