Boredom

Boredom
Oh, how it grows
From whining to moaning it flows

Pain fills the air as we meander
Stealthily wandering the halls in search
Of things to do, people to seize, and customers to please.

Boredom, Boredom
Oh, woe are we
Who suffer and mutter our silent pleas

Credit Memos & Repairs, Filing & Catalogs
Have you nothing with which to stifle
This monster
This beast

Boredom