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Knowing when to accept the words of the boss - a work poem. |
| Rational statements coming as planned. Comments relating to where he might stand. Values and decency can’t further bend; Messages, meanings, duly we send. Source hits the bullseye - placing restrictions. Sure-fire torture creates those convictions. Certain agreements do seem too bold. Passion, vitality - safely, we’re told. Of course, can’t relate to - never will budge. Gathers the info, acts as a judge. Forthright, his measures, gives his two cents. Purpose just stated to all of the gents. |