'Cause I'm the Boss! by Maria FrancescaGet me my coffee!
Go make a whole pot!
And bring me a mug that will hold alot!
I know I won't drink it-
I don't really want it
but I've got some power now-
I've got to flaunt it!
Don't stare at me, gaping,
so dumb
at a loss -
just go do my bidding
'cause I'm the boss!
And hold all my calls -
tell those losers I'm out;
I must be exclusive
and show off my clout!
Just have them leave messages -
tell them I'll call;
it might not be today -
it might not be at all!
And don't let them get pushy,
it'll just make me cross
and nobody wants that
'cause I'm the boss!
You're fired,
and you're fired,
and you're fired, too!
And you're fi-
No, wait-
I think I need you.
But the rest of you -
nothing but morons and slobs!
If you kiss my wide butt,
you can keep your dumb jobs!
- Hey, what's with that gun?!
- Hey, I think I've been shot!
Did I say you were fired?
No - I meant that you're not!
Hey, the world's getting hazy;
could be from blood loss.
-Death can't happen to me,
because I
was
the boss. 08/30/2005 Posted on 11/11/2006 Copyright © 2025 Maria Francesca
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/11/06 at 04:11 AM Yikes - some memories of some bad work days, perhaps?? A great reminder that how we treat others many times comes back to bite us. Nice rhyming in this. |
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