Harken back to the late eighties and early nineties, when American industry had a love-hate relationship with the Japanese work ethic... Japanese auto workers would line up in formation every morning to sing the company song while performing synchronized calisthenics. In 1996, I wrote a ditty for local consumption:
We love our blessed company.
It pays our monthly bills.
We have to be at work on time,
'Cause timesheets must be filled.
And if we slave our bottoms off
for this corporation,
We all will lose our sanity -
But keep our occupations.
To be sung with gusto in an off-pitch E minor. End file.
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