I head to work, 
	without a care.
	Sitting in traffic,
	that I could hardly bare.

	Thinking of unix machines,
	and scripts and links.
	And hmm, what's the next soda,
	That I should drink?

	I enter the parking lot,
	with a watchful eye.
	Ready to pounce, 
	on the next spot that I spy.

	A.V. Williams is calling,
	it's distinct stench and smell.
	It's almost like being,
	in a flourescent hell.

	Ah, my sweet office,
	full of soda's and toys.
	Lego's galore,
	and stinky boys.

	So I start to sit down,
	at my window desk.
	I can't wait,
	to give my legs a rest.

	Well, low and behold,
	I'm aghast and appalled!
	There's a creature under my desk,
	and it's hairy and tall.

	It's watching me,
	with it's beady eyes.
	And a big row of teeth
	flashes as it spies.

	Waiting still in the dark,
	Under my damp desk.
	It's our very own Dan Jue,
	oh what a PEST!

	I let out a yell,
	and a blood curling scream.
	I'm ready to kick him,
	and shove him in the stream.

	So a lesson is learned,
	Staffers be wary.
	Of things big and small,
	and ugly and scary. (heh heh)