A little poem about the End-of-Year Social

Johanna, George and Ron and I Were chatting loudly– none were shy When Khanh-Duc ordered QUIET PLEASE (We obeyed ‘cos she‘s a real hard-cheese) „You’ve met your table-mates. So now, We’ll learn each other’s names somehow“   Sandra, Uwe and a Doll Whose beauty had me quite enthralled,  „I’m […]