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If you are a good boss or have one then let me now bid you adieu

Because you’ll find there’s no reason to keep reading as this poem isn’t for you.

No this poem is about those bad bosses, the bosses filled with anger and spite

You know the one I’m taking about-the ones you kill in your dreams every night!

They’re the ones who manage the office, or the ones who tend to the store.

They demand everything they can from you, then immediately demand even more.

They’re happy with what you are doing as long as they’re the ones looking good.

But they never say thank you, good job, or other things you think that they should.

They usually make more money than you, while you do all of the work.

You try to be kind and accepting, but it’s hard to be kind to jerk.

So the next time your boss gives you grief…the next time you may wish him dead

Here’s a little something to remember, something to keep tucked in the back of your head

Yes when you think your boss is possibly the worst boss you ever thought he could be.

Smile to yourself and remember, boss spelled backwards is double S…O…B!