A dVerse ABC At My Sea!

Haven't gone the ABC's of Rhyme Time mile in quite some while. It is rather dVerse as well. So I figured what the hell. This one is for work which can so no be a perk.

A is for amount, the big time suck.
But if you can't count, maybe you are in luck.
B is for boss, who gets on your ass.
Unless roles you toss and latch on to their mass.

C is for cat, who you left at home.
At your mat, you'll never know where we roam.
D is for dog, I guess I'll go there.
Might find a log if you work late at your lair.

E for energy, away it will flow.
What started with synergy will no longer glow.
F is for frig, as you can't go for the gold.
Unless in a big rig, then more than frig is told.

G is for gold, that you wish to find.
But none takes hold to your widening behind.
H is for hell, what could be worse?
Where you dwell you can't even curse.

I is for idiot, as there are a few.
From a Canadian to a Cypriot all will come in view.
J is for junk, you'll get it all.
Out comes a trunk burying you behind a wall.

K is for kibble, what you can afford.
Each day take a nibble thinking about pulling the cord.
L is for lazy, so many of those.
Their sight is hazy as they strike a pose.

M is for mutter, which each day you do.
With even more clutter you wish to flush down the loo.
N is for nag, those you will  forever find.
Like some old hag who screws up and wants to hit rewind.

O is for old as the job ages.
Quicker than mold away go your wages.
P is for prattle, there is always one.
Who just has to tattle, I hope they choke on a bun.

Q is for queen, giving the wave.
Think they are so serene coming from their cave.
R is for rank, which you have none.
Won't laugh to the bank, walk or run.

S is for shit, which you seem to take.
Bit by bit, you fantasize about drowning them in a lake.
T is for trouble, which falls on you.
When down comes the rubble you wind up in the loo.

U is for utility, those stupid programs.
Which have no ability and are slower than traffic jams.
V is for vixen, that little show off.
When the higher ups are mix in they give a cough.

W is for week, which drags on by.
No wonder the meek believe the lie.
X  is for xing, as one more than nine,
At least at my wing makes me a thankful feline.

Y is for yes, what they always want to hear.
But just confess, you'd like to shove a pencil in their ear.
Z is for zip, which is now gone.
Here is one tip, don't buy into the work con.

Each and every way here today. Now that was fun and had to be done. Money is a perk, about that is the only thing of work. Now I am done with my work sass with my always working little rhyming ass.

Later all, have a nice fall.