Wrong Punishment of Staff

Who’d go ahead to smack a cheek,
Because owner had sounded Greek:
Pounce on his salary thought sleek,
To delay it week after week?

Such actions of iron hand reek,
Later, boss’ corpse for vulture’s beak.
Some captains take tortures to peak,
At their victims content to peek…

Their just fixed doors of office creak:
New oaken ones shipped through the creek
And they’re amazed, knowledge seek;
They themselves can the answer leak…

For all wrong punishments of staff
Heads are getting them back full not half.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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