Why I hate my Boss.

My job is in sales with a boss from hell.

This self proclaimed man of credential,

moans and groans more than conventional.

He slithers and slimes pain he delights in sublime.

Fear he enchants to my ear, filling me with fright to put in flight,

but peace I entreat and hate I cheat.

This cross is not my chaos.

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