The Saga of Doris R.

It was the beginning of program and all through the forest,
Could be heard the screaming of sweet little Doris.
All the windows were shut by the staff with such haste.
But they still heard Doris and asked where can she be placed?
In our ears it seemed was a lion that roared,
But it was only Doris doing a little screw board.
She kicked, she screamed she called us both whores.
We ignores, we ignores, we ignores, we ignores!
Who thought up this program, Oh Good Lord!
Who is this who just entered our room?
It can't be Doris, we heard no boom.
She sits like a lady and is oh, so nice.
No screaming, no hitting, can she do this twice?
She does it again the very next day,
I guess she decided to play our way.
Doc if you're listening we know our job of course,
Reinforce, reinforce, reinforce, reinforce!!!

©1990
 

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