Some of the staff (Ginia) have asked for leave
To use the toilet, or to obtain reprieve
From endless hours of Sony’s Wild Arms;
To tend to their ‘villes: both Castles and Farms.
But this sort of thing cannot be allowed,
And with shouted orders they all soon are cowed.
Instead, they will focus on the world of Filgaia
Lest they find themselves punished and made a pariah.
So pull out the orange chairs, clean off the desks,
Silence the operas: ’tis time for grotesques.
Shut them all in, and deny them food,
Thus to ensure amongst all a compliant attitude.