21 acessos
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In the boardroom the quiet man takes a second to think what to do;
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He's out of his seat and he's starting to speak and he hears his own voice;
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For years and years he's done nothing but bear down, and put up with all their demands;
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She sits like a viper and offers a clock without giving a damn...He takes it;
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"Honour forbids me, but honour be damned, you have wined till you got what you want;
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I did the work and when things were going badly you left us to rot";
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He locked the door of the boardroom and turned, like the scene from the old country song;
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Towering over the table he is lost; he is drunk with it all:
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"You only came back to us when we'd turned it around, when we'd rescued your arse from the fire;
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Your contribution to all that we did is to say it was dire"
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"Night after day after night I've been working, despite of you fucking us all;
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Now I'm going to die, I don't care if you cry, just please leave me alone;
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And spare those tears for yourself, we've had those 'till we're sick, you should leave while you still the chance";
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The others were shocked at this shameful display at the end of an hounoured career;
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He paused in the silence to pull down his tie and observe the melee.