So long, Boss

Stop all the computers, cut off the telephone

Prevent the boss from barking with a juicy bonus

Silence the mobiles and with a muffin or bun

Bring out the coffee, let the lazy arses come

Let inane chortle from drones go over head

Dribble the blue sky thinking message She Was Inbred

Put crap ties around the white necks of the public servants

Let the stationery cabinet police wear black cotton pants

She was my wrath, my gout, my yeast infection, my stress

My working week and my Sunday pest

My noon cake, my midnight snack, my baulk, my thong

I thought that newbie probation period would last for ever: I was wrong

The Mars bars are not wanted now, put away every one;

Pack up the macaroon and dismantle the bun;

Pour away the ocean of coke and sweep up the bad mood

For something now might eventually come to good

2 thoughts on “So long, Boss

  1. Wow!!!! This is amazing. Not just the content, but how you’ve matched Mr Auden perfectly. I am very impressed……and you know how much it takes to do that!!!!

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