Managed Absence Spine (MAP‑Annex)

The absence is kept in the spine,
Which perfectly holds all the wine.
The annex is dry,
We cannot deny,
The grapes are procedurally fine.

The spine of the annex is built,
To measure the procedural guilt.
The absence is met,
By policies set,
To guarantee nothing is spilt.

The absence is managed with care,
Which causes the admin to swear.
The spine has a kink,
That drives us to drink,
And leaves us with very thin hair.

The absence is logged in the book,
By giving the empty a look.
I sign on the line,
And say it is fine,
Then hang up my hat on the hook.

A single blank space on the sheet!
The spine is now facing defeat!
Call in the elite,
To scour the street,
And capture the absent receipt!