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Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock,
It's not the seconds of the slaving clock,
It's my Jimmy Choo heels meeting the floor,
As I walk in the office through the glass door...
The world abuzz with paper and others,
Haggling about a project or losses or covers,
A fight here, a scoff there, the boss' loud voice upstairs,
Scolding little Mr. Badger for too much delay,
Or the secretary for the sugarless coffee that day,
The coffee machine buzzing busily in the corner,
The clink of tea cups and the rustle of stinky papers,
And All That seems to pause for a moment-
As my Jimmy Choo lands with a "tock" in the hallway!
They all look up to watch as I swagger past,
And some nod their heads or smile with eyes cast,
And I sign a few papers and make a new deal,
Of millions of dollars in a moment's ease,
And wonder if the world could be
In the point of my Jimmy Choo heels!
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