A bad poem: "On going to an internal offsite."

Today I have an offsite.
A meeting with all of my peers.
How can we work better together,
Solve problems and have a few beers?

How can we interface and collaborate?
Be supportive, nurturing, kind?
Ground rules: don't check your email and phone.
(I'm sure to go out of my mind.)

Let's join hands and respect one another.
Like bear cubs are soothed by their mother.
I think I'll write more on this later.
But I'd rather shave with a cheese grater.