Board Of Director's Meeting Poem by Alan Bruce Thompson

On the agenda today are ten important things,
All written by me, as I flap my wings.

I try to look busy, to fill your time,
I must make a show, real theatre, no mime.

I schedule an hour for only a minute's work,
I love to play this game and hide behind a smirk.

"This is important you know, how dare you smile that way,
You'll be reprimanded for impertinence, and be deducted from your pay".

The purpose of such meetings is a farce as we know,
It's all bluff and nonsense, an exploded self-important show.