Mike Francis Poet Rhyme

Executive Decision

Executive decision
 
I ain't an executive and I'll tell you why
Cause I couldn't wear no suit and tie
 
Give me my Stetson and my cowboy shirt
My wore out blue jeans all covered in dirt
 
Put me in a board room
It would spell doom
 
I'd act real threatful
Then pull out my pistol
 
Then I'd cock back the hammer
And pull on the trigger
 
I'd scream and laugh and act real cuckoo
and let someone else clean up the poo
 
By Mike Francis

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