In this time of job security in the government you need to become a Grade8
I thought I'd be a G girl and have some fun so I filled an application and was made a Grade1
I wore a naughty little blouse the could see right thru and my Boss took 1 look and made me Grade2
I started dictation in a skirt above the knee when I got finish the letter I was a Grade3
My Boss gave my thigh a pinch as he went out the door I blinked my big blues eyes and I was a Grade4
I felt so happy 1 morning it was good to be alive I did a naughty rumba dance and got my Grade5
My Boss asked me to kiss him so I showed him some new tricks, He must have liked the lesson, he gave me Grade6
We left 1 weekend for his seaside Heaven, He must have been pleased I became Grade7
My work is improving for now I am a Grade8 but I don't know what it is worth
Cause my God I am 3 weeks Late!