I was on loads of committees at Kingston Poly.   BACK

We ran it up the flag pole,
We threw it at the fan,
We had a moments silence for the comedy of man.
Nobody saluted
And the shit remained intact,
We went back to the drawing board
But nobody got sacked.

We called in some consultants,
Scenariod blue skies.
We took in the big picture,
Made diagrams of pies.
We bottomed out some lines
And talked of damaging control,
It was worst case situation,
Still no one got the Dole.

The management was crisis
With a just in time intent.
It was damage limitation,
Nothing brocken, only bent.
To make a public statement
We spin doctored all our smalls,
It was first past, past the post 
And all the power in the halls.

Complete re-evaluation,
Called in all the R&D,
Put some more toys in the think-tank
Awared the public on TV,
For a while the future dicey,
Ran a sim upon the Mac,
The product was to pricey,
And nobody got sacked.