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Bosses
Selfish as hell
Yell real well
They do as they please
Your bonus; a tease
Try as you might
They’ll do what they like
Your time, not theirs
Promises, just words
Their vision, not yours
Always meeting with bores
Management; what’s that?
Sit around getting fat.
Organization; where’s this?
Rather bug you ‘bout a piss
They don’t know your job
But they think they do
That’s odd
You’re replaceable, they say
But you know, if they do
They’ll pay
What I want to know
How’d they get the position?
Cause everything is show.
With them, there’s no fruition
Shocked, when they see
The resignation from me
We didn’t know you were unhappy
You, we adore
They crow, as you’re out the door
And with smile, you think.
What a whore.
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