An Office Affair

No-one said the Photocopier was easy,
She just lit up for anyone who pressed her buttons.

No-one said the stapler was vicious,
but he would put metal teeth through anyone who went near.

No-one said paper was a victim,
but he was always being scribbled upon and being screwed up.

No-one said the paper-shredder was malnourished,
but paper never counted as one of the 5 a day.

No-one said the broom was foolish,
but he always cleared up with his head.

No-one accused the bin of being greedy,
but everyone complained when he was full.

No-one ever said a paper-clip was lonely,
they hang about in boxes of hundreds,
and are only used in groups of one.

No-one said pens were disloyal,
but they never grieved when one ran out.

No-one said the laminating pouches were truthful,
but you could see through them.

No-one said the table was vain,
but she always had her legs on display.

No-one ever put any value in the safe,
But he kept his secrets locked away