Opinion
We all had our opinions
There wasn’t any doubt
We all spoke in animation
Till we heard a shout
And went about in our opinionated states
To see what all the commotion was about
Our Boss was the King of Opinions
We treaded around with caution
And gave him our full attention
And mastered how to mask our confusion
We had come to a deduction
With subtle intrusion and infusion
Opinions be damned, we had it all planned
Till the next Bosses opinion was the Ultimate.
Copyright © Carol Mitra | Year Posted 2020
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