Pucker Up

Wanna move up the ladder fast?
I'll tell you what to do;
Run to the boss's office,
And shine those dirty shoes

Are your fingers stout enough,
To massage his smelly feet?
Clip those crusted toe nails,
Make sure they're nice and neat

Hang around the time clock,
Snitch on those who's late;
Spend more time in the lunchroom,
Scrubbin' those greasy plates

Volunteer for overtime,
Never seek a penny more;
Bring up the morning papers,
Deliver 'em to his door

Walk his ugly dogs,
Drag 'em at least a mile;
Find someone to baby sit,
You'll be gone for quite a while

Show up when you're ailing,
No matter how dark or drab;
Take him out for dinner,
Be sure to pick up the tab

Drive his wife to the mall,
She's bound to get a thrill;
Make sure she's extra happy,
When you ask to pay the bill

Wash their dirty laundry,
Maintain that sculpted lawn;
Sleep is just a fairy tale;
You're workin' up 'til dawn

Take his kids to the zoo,
Let 'em drive you up a wall;
If they throw rocks at a camel,
Be sure to take the fall

Get ready for a let down,
Kissin' up won't take you far;
Bosses ain't really stupid,
But boy, they know YOU are!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Irwin Avatar
August 19, 2013 at 9:51 AM
Ha! Good one Milt!
Merryman Avatar
August 6, 2013 at 1:10 PM
This made me laugh! Wasn't expecting the punch line. Thanks for stopping by my poems, Milton. I'm glad you like them. I like yours too. Love, Kim
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