The Genuis II

Zombies can't eat his brain

My boss is good looking

But there’s nothing inside his brain

 

 

My boss is a manager

Managing a hotel

And every morning he’ll do nothing but yell

 

 

He wants our guest

To eat nothing but bread

No bacon, no sausage, not even omelet

 

 

Because he’s so good looking

There’s nothing left for his brain

 

 

Whenever he makes a mistake

He will blame us all

Doesn’t matter if it’s big or small

 

 

He is always in a hurry

He always has things to worry

But he never did anything correctly

 

 

Because he’s just good looking

And there’s nothing inside his brain

 

 

One time he asked me a question

“Which is better, the old one or my suggestion?”

I answered “The old one,” without hesitation

 

 

He then pointed to the door

And told me to go out

Oh~ He’s mad without a doubt

 

 

But as always…I just ignored him

For there’s really nothing inside his brain

Author's Note

This is a sequel for The Genius. As you can see, my boss again. I'm just 20 years old and having an eggplant-headed boss is no joke.

Reviews

[Gerald Parker]

I wonder if you wrote this at work? Funny poem.

[SimpleMind]

Haha I did...!Thanks :)

[Gerald Parker]

I thought so.

[SimpleMind]

XD

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Hey a humorous poke at your boss. A fun read. Hope he never sees it or its the door for good for you!

[SimpleMind]

Hahaha I love my job... but I'm open for a new one. If a door closes, there's still the window :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Nice philosphy!

[SimpleMind]

:)