Please fire me-Deborah Garrison seeks poetry translation and explanation

Another angry man came,

And all other leaders.

I opened my eyes and gasped.

Roll up thick and spicy dust.

And stupid little hens.

Beat back and forth

Lift with trembling paws.

Make a fuss about snickering.

Here comes another angry man.

One person, one deal.

Have a can of wine,

They are charming without pants at lunch.

I have never been serious.

I have to look him in the eye.

Sad? If I want my job,

What I did. encounter