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I love my work
I love my work
I love my work
I form relationships like a rock
When gossips leaks
Guys take off sick
But I always know whose ass to lick
I love my work
I love to talk
Always twiddling with words
Before I speak them out loud
I talk about office politics
For I am strong not weak
I talk about friends
And what wedding to attend
I talk about
Love, sex and religion
Our staffs always listen with great attention
My boss likes to dish out orders
As a Manager I belt it out even further
I delegate, instigate, then I wait
For positive results
Without a fault
Some moments are hilarious
While others are monstrous
There is always constant pressure
Though I take time out for leisure
Right now we have propaganda
Due to my personal agenda
I am jiggling and jogging my options
Thinking of avoiding being caught for corruption
Alarm bells are ringing
People are seeing
I need to cascade the blame
I’m sure I will find a scapegoat to frame
I make loads of mistakes
Someone else always gets the blame
It’s always the same
I say listen to me
I’m your boss
Accept your loss
That’s why I love my work
© Sylvia Chidi- 17 October 2005
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