That’s it, I’ve had enough
This job has just gotten too much
My boss is a bitch, she’s breaking my balls
Hypocritical twat that certainly knows it all
Never bloody wrong, always fucking right
Doing my head in, we do nothing but fight
She says to me I have changed and have a nasty side
This comes from a snake, venomous with pride
When ever there is work to be done
She’s in the office, sat on her bum!
If it’s not that then she’s hidden away
IPhone out, having a play
She won’t let me work, get on with it
Controlling me, moving me like a puppet
I just hope that one day I’ll stop seeing her
That day will be great, even, SUPER!
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Taken from Rhyming poetry to change your day by Philip Lister
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