Toad (Notevember 2023, #8)

It’s killing me to talk to him on a daily basis
He’s an ass, he’s a chode
And he looks like a toad
He’s a loudmouth racist
 
It takes all I got not to offer him a few choice phrases
Go and choke on a fly
Eat shit and die
I would love to put my foot where your face is
 
He talks about his vision
Makes dumb decisions
That we have to edit
in overtime
Shoot, you wouldn’t miss him
Due to nepotism
He’d still get credit
 
You got to take a dim view of somebody so dim
It’s hard to fathom the toxic things he’s said
Drop him in the deep end, let him sink or swim
With his baggage, heavier than lead
What can I say? I wish him dead!
 
I’m willing to bet he thinks his sweat is sweetly scented
Forget his cigar
The exhaust from his car
You’d think deodorant had not been invented
 
God, I ought to tell him
Everyone can smell him
From a mile away
The entire
work force knows it
Grab his mouth and close it
Take his smug smile away
 
[CHORUS]
 
Let him croak, let him choke
on his smoke nine to five
Drop this toad on a road
and I’ll happily drive
Judgement cometh right soon
for this bufo buffoon
Leave him flat and red
Like I said: I wish him dead!