I have developed a new style of poetry called the Corporate Cliche' Couple. The idea is to include as many overused workplace words and phrases in two short, rhyming lines. I’m hoping to spark a new trend, one in which people write insipid poetry while they’re supposed to be working.
Synergize, strategize, more with less;
Leverage, interface, dress to impress.
Not that good, really, but I guess that's the idea.
When Boy George plaintively asked, “Do you really want to hurt me?” I kind of did. Later on, Culture Club grew on me and I wound up liking several of their songs, but never warmed up to that initial, whiny hit. I was just a kid in those days, but I was sure, absolutely positive, that George Michael of Wham! was gay. Straight men don’t wear long sleeve shirts and short pants and I don’t care if Andrew Ridgeley—the “other guy” in Wham!—hooked up with a member of Bananarama, he was gay from the time he put on the long sleeve shirt and short pants until the moment he took them off. I bring this up because Boy George’s look and behavior seemed so over-the-top that I didn’t really suspect him of being gay, even though it’s now clear “Karma Chameleon” is a gay love song. Time teaches us many things.
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