15 March 2013
So you're leaving, now that the times are tough
Can't handle it? Well that's fair enough
I'll thank you for keeping me employed
But that's all, for I'm a bit annoyed
'Cos I know who's going to take your place
A Grimbloke with a weighed down face
All he'll want is run run run
At least you know the meaning of fun
Discipline will go down the pan
He's not in the least a menacing man
He'll stay aloft in his ivory tower
You know how to wield your power
Having said all that, you're a bit of a weed
Walking out twice in our hour of need
Needing strong management to carry the fight
You flew off to Florida when things weren't right
You're the mouthpiece for the boardrooms spiel
Shame you never said how you really feel
You're the one who had to give the news
There's a cull on, and there's jobs we must lose
So as you walk out the door for the last time tonight
Don't be too surprised if your collections light
But your good points have always outweighed the bad
You're the best and the worst that they've ever had
But you must have your reasons and it seems you must go
Don't come and tell me for I don't need to know
Just come and say thanks, and then shake my hand
And I'll wish you good luck, and keep your head out of the sand...
See Ya, Sparky • Opuss № I