I remember in my first job as a junior accounts clerk in the Building Industry being handed a verse by a guy called David Friend, the lead Auditor working on our accounts called 'The Bloody Auditor', lamenting the level of book-keeping they found in their daily work. As I recall it included:-
Six and five make Bloody nine,
Seven's a Bloody division sign,
No Bloody reason, no Bloody rhyme,
Poor Bloody Auditors!
As a seventeen year old I was just beginning to realise I had a talent for parody verse, I could not let them get away with that.Can't remember the whole of my reply, but it began:-

The work's up to your Bloody chin,
The boss remarks, with Bloody grin,
Guess who's Bloody coming in,
The Bloody Auditors
And so the Bloody trouble starts,
They try to break your bloody hearts,
A bunch of total Bloody farts,
Are bloody Auditors.

With all the Bloody books for choosing,
They want the one you're bloody using,
They make your bloody life confusing,
Bloody Auditors.......

It went on for some time but I can't rremember the rest, hell, it was 59 years ago!

FC