You smile, generous and cool
Informing us in general you’ll
Be sympathetic, kind, not cruel
Magnanimous to us, as a rule
Proving you are young and hip
In jeans and shirt with skin tight fit
Bragging about your skiing trip
You must be satan's conduit.
Our “value” is seemingly so great
That simpering, you salivate
In showing you appreciate
Your staff; bravo, you petty snake!
Sneakily skulking round the place
A sickly smirk upon your face
Reporting back on every case
Of “naughtiness” or longer luncheon breaks
Despite your course on management
(Which you have tried to implement
By handing out your "compliments")
You're a coward in an argument
And scared to hand out punishment,
So get another man to vent
All your frustrated sentiment.
So how on earth could we think highly
Of a man who acts so slyly?
Manager, for all your cool
You've "managed" to appear a fool.
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