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My boss is such a stupid prat,
I think I'll go buy him a hat,
A pointed one with a big fat D
His stupidity clear, for all to see.
It's never him that takes the blame,
He just sets up someone else for shame.
But when it comes to claiming glory,
Believe me, it's a different story!
And common sense, he can not see
He's far too scared to lose face with me
A manager with not one skill
I'm sorry but he's one I'd kill
He thinks that we are dim as dim
But no one is as dim as him
And when my working day is done
My god, I wish I had a gun
When sometimes sat at work I ponder
Occasionally my mind will wander
I think of different ways to torture
And him, I'm sorry, I'd gladly slaughter
When he speaks, I see red mist
And I can't help but clench my fist
Or shoot him with a big cross bow
I never thought I'd sink this low
Out of me, he brings the worst
And on my 'kill list', he'd be first
When he puts on that slimy smile
I'd hit that target from a mile
I'd wait and hide out in the car
While he walks out from work, so far
I'd aim and shoot, blow him a kiss
But with my luck, I'd flipping miss!
And if I had a bow and arrow,
I'd fire it at his mind so narrow,
And with a knife I'd gladly stab him
While smiling at his bleeding limb
Sadly now the daydreams done
Time to stop with all the fun
Now to work, I'd better get back
Before I end up with the sack!
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