He had to behave as if <br />He was in fours, all the time, <br />Saying Yes Boss, Yes Boss <br />To various heads <br />Of various departments, <br />To get their good opinion <br />And their approval <br />In a company of loose order, <br />Giving wine and goods <br />Of the choice of the bosses, <br />Pleasing them with praises, <br />But they behaving like <br />Heads of states, Making him <br />Do all sorts of jobs <br />From mornig to evening, <br />Giving his appraisals <br />Poorer rating, to keep <br />their stoing hold on him, <br />Making him toil all the while <br />The Yes bosses getting <br />A sack, when the management <br />Changed and the new board <br />Noticed the misdeeds <br />And mismanagement <br />Throwing them to the streets, <br />Ending up with odd jobs. <br /> <br />Ravikiran Arakkal<br /><br />RAVIKIRAN ARAKKAL<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yes-boss/
