Ode to "The Office"

When I think about Dunder Mifflin,
Upon my face I get a grin.

The clueless boss is Michael Scott.
The greatest leader, he is not.

His most loyal employee by far is Dwight.
He sells paper by day and raises beets by night.

Dwight's nemesis happen's to be Jim.
He's engaged to Pam, who sits across from him.

Pam is the receptionist who listens to Michael's rants.
One day she walked in and saw him without his pants.

There's Oscar in accounting, who happens to be gay.
Much to his dismay, Michael points it out every day.

Next to him is Angela, she's as frigid as they come.
Prior head of the Party Planning Committee, until Phyllis saw her getting some.

Angela was engaged to Andy, who really likes to sing.
He's normally not the main guy, her really prefers the wing.

Kevin's in accounting too, but acts like he is "slow".
His band is Scrantonicity, but they've never played a show.

Then there's Phyllis, who doesn't look like she could ever find romance.
She proved everyone wrong when she married Bob Vance.

Rounding out sales is Stanley, who really couldn't care less.
He now has a heart condition from Michael induced stress.

Creed is super creepy and sits in the very back.
One day, in order to look younger, he died his hair jet black.

Kelly's back there too, she never knows when to be quiet.
During the weight loss challenge, she passed out from doing the lemonade diet.

Don't forget Meredith, she loves an open bar.
She found out she had rabies when hit by Michael's car.

Finally, there's Toby. Michael really hates his guts.
He doesn't quite fit in, because he's such a putz.

So, pop in "The Office" any time of day or when you're lying in bed.
It will leave you smiling and satisfied. That's what she said.