It's sad to see such talent sacked
and seek redundancy,
the system that they backed has lacked
much flexibility.
In days of boom, whatever cost,
their cousel claimed quickly,
in days of doom, when much seems lost,
such slip like leaf from tree.
Economy, accountancy,
they studied at the school,
and having taken their degree,
presumed all else a fool.
When next day dawns, or dare I speak,
employment temporary
will scarce attract, instead most seek
in contract some safety.
When next day dawns, as in the past,
it is psychology
that they must master, else quite fast
will fail to find a fee!
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