The Three Hour Meeting

"Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale, a tale of a fateful pitch, That started about lunchtime and caused my eyes to twitch. The lead was a smarmy sellin' man, Who'd never take a breathOf the five that sat down in there, only two of us are left. Only two of us are leftThe powerpoint show was out of hand, at one hundred ten slides plusIf not for the bastion of my Blackberry, my mi-nd would