We Have a New Boss
We have a new boss; the jungle association was told.
He is carefree and relaxed, and he looks raggedy and old.
I saw a new guy lying on his back, lollygagging in a tree.
I had no idea who this lazy interloper could be.
He’s the new boss said the tiger and a red bird.
That lazy dude? I thought this was insanely absurd.
Nothing made him angry, he was cool and calm as a tree.
After a while having a sloth for a boss seemed the best to me.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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