What in god's flat earth

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Tape that tapir snout shut, stinky
it's stinky and I can smell it from here
from Africa, the south tip in isolation
no one wants to visit your chunky ass
sailing boats or taking flights
all around your cubicle

Tubberware, metal scraping glass
unpleasant, foul, HR's gotta do something
about the sheer size of your carbon footprint
building up, expanding rapidly and exponentially
you chew with your mouth open
when you're not on call and you pick your nose
when you are - What are you?

Who hired you?

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