The M.B.A.
middle manager that YOU are
see YOURSELF as a rising star!
on the back of people YOU have crept
and in YOUR wake so many wept!
talents offered YOU have none
in fact we ask what YOU have done?
so glib and fast with the latest buzz-word
doubt YOU listen to a thing YOU'VE heard!
undecipherable is YOUR smile
a mask of friendship in a lie to beguile!
hench-men YOU hire, always so mean
designed to keep YOUR hands clean!
a leader of men, we think not
for no compassion YOU have got!
driving us on for YOUR success
we all work under great duress!
if YOUR masters read this verse
it is we, not YOU, that they would curse!
in the end corporate profits rule
and we the workers are YOUR fool!
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