are unimportant at IBM.
Their ejection a direct result of tribal qualifications.
Wendy's on the other hand,
accepts them--if they are awake
'till one a.m. (so you can eat great)
even late, the tribal blood ululates searchingly.
But at one, they gather in a nearby meadow--
prancing and leaping tall around the tribal flames,
they broil square-shaped heads,
shrinking them for their next shifts.
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