Work Gone By

My friend with a thundering roar,
Was difficult to ignore,
He was very effective,
At giving directives,
And could even be heard from next door!

I think that poems are like jokes – they don’t work if you need to explain them. Suffice it to say, I once worked with a chap who had a really loud voice, so they made him a Fire Warden!

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