Who Is In Control
It counts a lot who is in Control:
In a venture he is The Petrol;
To tell The others The Relevant,
Fish out those who choose to gallivant,
Workers warn to be not Sycophant:
Those chasing the size of Elephant!
It matters a lot who does control:
Early fights his Catarrh with Menthol,
So that it staggers not his patrol
Or him reduce to one we console!
The one in control like Football Coach;
To be The one you mostly approach:
The Fellow to new topics broach
Upon his Province not dare encroach
The one to The ‘Bad Guy’ call Cockroach!
On A Pedestal who’s in control:
Then, eyes closed to sharing of Dettol
Over The Squabbles merely quibble
Or one’s barraging voice make feeble …
Who has found himself in control
Has for himself found painful Vitriol.
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