HOW DID HE MANAGE THAT

by

Paul Curtis

My boss is an unusual man
Would he were normal instead
I don’t know how he managed
Nor will I before I’m dead
To become a manager at all
He has certainly lost the thread
If he ever had the thread before
He is very unusual as I said
He never makes a decision
Or has plans of work ahead
Asked an awkward question
He goes a funny shade of red
Workers need to be managed
And also by their leaders led
He just stays in his office
With a look so full of dread
He’s not a happy kind of man
And his personality has fled
He only leaves his office
For Doom and gloom to spread
He’s a pitiful sight to behold
It’s an opinion held widespread
As I watch him Sat at his desk
He Looks Sickly and underfed
He is very much a figure of fun
By those below and overhead
He’s constantly at the mercy
Of His secretary Miss Whitbread
He’s the butt of many of her jokes
You might even say tormented
He she goes again to his office
Her habit clearly needs to be fed
He was startled by a knocking
"Mr. Conway?" Miss Whitbread said
"Your proctologist just called
It seems they found your head!"

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Lovely Daffodils
by: John William McGrath III
from: Mesa, AZ, US

To visit all of Paul Curtis's poems, click HERE

Check out these deals at Amazon.com

...the best independent ISP in the Twin Cities

To write us about this page,
contact willy@dreamagic.com (Willy Chaplin)