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A Donut-Inspired Anthem

Friends,
Working late can lead to unexpected breakthroughs -some of arguable business value. For instance, yesterday afternoon a small cadre of colleagues identified a gap in our corporate culture, one we shall attempt to remedy. It appears we don't have an anthem (or perhaps a drinking song for happy hours). I took some liberties with the first draft and would be very interested in your feedback. Without further ado, here goes nothing.

Like a hurricane of blowing wind
There's a never-ending flowing stream
Driven onward e'er to chase the dream
We are here to win, we are here to win!

Bridging east and west, making distance small
Reach the Internet or just make a call
We're the ack to ping we're the tip and ring
Windstream's happy customers will sing

…Admittedly, it's a work in progress. Like any good recipe it probably needs a little tinkering. The corn feels about right, but it could probably use a little less sugar. Fortunately, when it comes to donuts, it's hard to go wrong. This morning I thought I’d mix it up a bit, so I went to Krispy Kreme. They’re in their usual spot, so come help yourself to a sweet treat.
Happy Friday!

P.S. Doesn’t the Krispy Kreme coffee mug I’m holding in the picture look like it could be singing the new anthem?

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