You can't be a boss
unless you are lazy,
You can't be a boss
unless you are crazy.
Unless you know how to shout,
or you can be a little sprout,
you can't be a boss, oh my dear
and will always sit at the rear.
A little stupid, but always smart -
won't end although you'll start,
feeling great though you are not,
will always walk at the front.
You know my dear, a boss is a boss
whether in profit or in loss,
what matters is the gloss,
and there it is, a tooth floss.
There is a coin and there is toss,
There is a boss and there is loss! !
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