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The Boss Up in His Tower By Franklin Price 12/8/2016 The boss up in his tower, and the worker down below Had somehow disconnected, how it happened who's to know Been together since conception of the business and the plan Each one knew the job to do, both the worker and the man The years went by, the profits grew, the way was bright and clear The worker was dependable; worked hard from year to year The boss became an egotist, puffed out his chest with glee, ” Look at me, without me, where would the worker be?” It was he who had succeeded, all the profits were his own, He moved into a mansion as the company had grown. Drove expensive autos. vacationed foreign lands The worker ran the business, exceeding all demands The worker fed his family, paid utilities and tax, Often went to Goodwill for the clothes upon their backs The car he drove was ten years old, and always breaking down, Barely got the kids to school, wife to discount stores in town. For vacations to a foreign land there was no hope at all Unless the money gambled, won the elusive power ball So the worker kept on working, just to barely pay the rent At Christmas time a gift certificate, for a turkey, he was sent. The worker finally had enough and went out on his own His wife and children helped him, by answering the phone. He worked hard to develop a better life for him Soon hired his own workers, paid a living wage to them The worker kept succeeding; knew all not due to him. Each person, that he hired, was a loyal working gem. His policy was sharing all the profits to appear. His workers could pay all their bills and take vacations every year. The worker was not stupid; knew some hires just got by Would barely get their jobs done, did not really want to try Took off every chance they got, did not work so well for him Did not deserve the profit sharing and, with warnings, fired them. The boss that he had left behind saw the error of his ways He had not done it all himself, being greedy never pays. Customers bought from the worker, for the quality was there. The boss lost most his business, he had no one left to care.

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The Boss Up In the Tower

The Boss Up in His Tower By Franklin Price 12/8/2016 The boss up in his tower, and the worker down below Had somehow disconnected, how it happened who's to know Been together since conception of the business and the plan Each one knew the job to do, both the worker and the man The years went by, the profits grew, the way was bright and clear The worker was dependable; worked hard from year to year The boss became an egotist, puffed out his chest with glee, ” Look at me, without me, where would the worker be?” It was he who had succeeded, all the profits were his own, He moved into a mansion as the company had grown. Drove expensive autos. vacationed foreign lands The worker ran the business, exceeding all demands The worker fed his family, paid utilities and tax, Often went to Goodwill for the clothes upon their backs The car he drove was ten years old, and always breaking down, Barely got the kids to school, wife to discount stores in town. For vacations to a foreign land there was no hope at all Unless the money gambled, won the elusive power ball So the worker kept on working, just to barely pay the rent At Christmas time a gift certificate, for a turkey, he was sent. The worker finally had enough and went out on his own His wife and children helped him, by answering the phone. He worked hard to develop a better life for him Soon hired his own workers, paid a living wage to them The worker kept succeeding; knew all not due to him. Each person, that he hired, was a loyal working gem. His policy was sharing all the profits to appear. His workers could pay all their bills and take vacations every year. The worker was not stupid; knew some hires just got by Would barely get their jobs done, did not really want to try Took off every chance they got, did not work so well for him Did not deserve the profit sharing and, with warnings, fired them. The boss that he had left behind saw the error of his ways He had not done it all himself, being greedy never pays. Customers bought from the worker, for the quality was there. The boss lost most his business, he had no one left to care.