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When I were a lad - if the Lads in the Accounts had been up in arms we would all let bygones be bygones by getting round the Corporate Campfire and sing ye old Accounting folk songs of yore.
Yes - we would Sing !
Sing !
The French are glad to die for love.
They delight in fighting duels.
But I prefer an accountant who balances my books
And gives expensive jewels.
A kiss on the hand
May be quite continental,
But an Accountant (chartered? ) is a girl's best friend.
A kiss may be grand
But it won't pay the rental
On your humble flat
Or help you at the automat.
Men grow cold
As girls grow old
And we all lose our charms in the end.
There may come a time
When a lass needs a lawyer,
But an Accountant is a girl's best friend.
There may come a time
When a hard-boiled employer
Thinks you're awful nice,
But get that ice or else no dice.
An accountant - He's your guy
When stocks are high,
But beware when they start to descend.
It's then that those louses
Go back to their spouses.
An accountant is a girl's best friend.
I've heard of affairs
That are strictly platonic,
But accountants are a girl's best friend.
Time rolls on,
And youth is gone,
And you can't straighten up when you bend.
I never imagined bean-counting could be this exhilerating! Just goes to show it only takes one to grab the wrong end of the turd and off it all goes. Bit like the Gerneral forum!
Clearly the moderators are on holiday too. They'd be banned for lack of swearing by now. Jeez, accountants, they'll be trying to charge us pay-per-view next, they don't do anything for free.
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