Bosses Poems | Examples

Boastful bosses 14

I’m as good an ear as ears go
If you tell me what I don’t know,
His finger firm on chest,
Looking the least modest,  
Boastful ever, said his ego.
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Limerick |14.08.2024| humour, business

Boastful bosses 13

Fine, there’s no ‘I’ in TEAM,
There’s ‘ME’-- he talked of him.
‘ME’ is present
In management.
He said, pride spilled from brim. 
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The boss boasted, his ego spilling over the brim.
Limerick |13.08.2024| humour, business

Boastful bosses 10

I sure love to agree with you,
With your idea from wildest blue,
I love to go along,
But then we’d both be wrong,
It’s better that I keep my view.
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A boss tells his assistant, why he cannot agree with her.
Limerick |01.08.2024| humour, business

Boastful bosses 6

Your zeal’s infective, flashed his frown,
Get it not to your headless crown.
We want our work done here,
If I must make it clear,
Let not your zeal spread, tone it down.  
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A boss warns an executive for his enthusiasm, pointing his index finger.
Limerick |20.07.2024| humour, business

Boastful bosses 4

He’s ace performer, cream of cream,
But wait, do we have to tell him?
At best, give him some bread,
Butter may get to head,
Soon, we may have to kill his dream.
_____________________________ 
Told a boss to HR head with a bunch of appraisals.
Limerick |18.07.2024|humour

Boastful bosses 3

Happy to have reached comfort zone,
They’re content for no good reason,
At peak of uselessness,
Their pigeon-hole no less, 
And left with no more ambition.
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Muses a boss, seeing groups of employees gossiping at an office party.
Limerick |17.07.2024| humour, business

Boastful bosses 2

Initiative, nor ambition upfront,
Hire him, he’ll be good as my assistant,
I just want a workhorse,
Not one for the racecourse,
A pony’s oft good if not adamant.
____________________________
A boss said to his HR head
Limerick |16.07.2024| humour

Boastful bosses 1

There’s one thing of which I feel sure:
The goodness of no peer pressure.
That, year after long years,
I find for me no peers,
The boss said, peering in mirror.
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A boss boasted to his HR head
Limerick |15.07.2024| humour, business

Busy Bosses

Leaders learn logical listening
Lure liason's league, 
Lightening loyalty's liberation.

Satan Is a Very Good Liar

Soon, a penniless buyer,
Who’d dreamt of being a high flyer,
His bowel, a deflated tire,
And, thus, an embittered crier ….
Not willing anymore to climb higher;
Bosses would their workers fire,
After a couple of weeks’ hire!

Will he be hiring a smart lawyer?
But he can’t pay Barrister Moore Sawyer!
Of seven children did he sire,
Now, praised procreation does him tire!
Will he be going for the ropes or plain wire?
Then, Satan is a very good liar!

The Bosses Son

you may try to make us feel inferior
strutting around with head held high and mighty
i wonder
is it for our sake
or just to cover up thy own inadequacy
fumbling your way around the factory floor
the bosses son soon to elevate to greater roles
i remember you 
on your first day the rawest of incumbents
silver spoon still protruding
from your mouth
i gave you the strength needed
taught you everything
now I sit across from you
your eyes never to meet mine
no apology
when handing
the redundancy paper that says goodbye.

 © Harry J Horsman 2021

Good At Not Having Bosses

My husband and I are good at not having bosses.
We like positions where no one tells us what to do.
We have quit many jobs and cut our losses.
Give us autonomy, which we feel is our due.
Hire us if you must, but as sure as trees have mosses
We will resign fast unless left alone by you.

All Bosses

too many orders
like they say too many chiefs
where's all the workers?

The Big Bosses of Corruption

THE BIG BOSSES OF CORRUPTION



Heads held high, moods lowered with intend
They parade the highly peopled pathways
As they gather recognition and fake trust
Towards their deep well of luxury

 How they got up there
 A mystery down here
Why they hang on that long
As if it’s where they belong

Their offices, turned hiding places
From the masses they swore to serve
Their utterances, electrified into hot blazes
A privilege they do not deserve

They would sit in their spacey scary offices
Pinned on their revolving chairs
Calculating huge sums in tiny figures
Nodding and shaking their heavily loaded heads

Outgoing calls are in their hundreds
All in questionable directions
Hours and hours of budgeted time
Reduced to mere hello’s and bye-byes

They would lion their faces
When the masses call for audience
They would then iron them back into places
Having defeated the masses with nine carat promises

They would finally gather in their strongest elite
After hours for a collective toast
Tribute to their long standing drive
A day has just passed that deserves a boast


     By: Ihanovandu

Bad Bosses

Bad bosses wear the same clothes every day
Some of them are called Bob or Bill or Kathy
They smell funny and cry for mommy
Never shake hands with them
You don’t know where their thumbs have been
Bad bosses hate employees who want wages
They kick their dogs and friends
Legends in their minds; they beat their wives
My boss is six feet tall
All of it is *****
Bosses look me up and down
Waiting for me to turn around
They want me to bend over and crack a smile
There must be a factory somewhere out there
That manufactures these freaks of nature
Vaseline does not come with the pay check
When they are done with me
I don’t even get a kiss or cigarette

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