O I broke the unwritten, golden rule;
And decided to work away on my own:
No more wasted time with liars and fools.
Now I sit back and marvel at new seeds sown.
No more shall petty micro managers
Or bovine bosses tell me what to say
Or do. No more shall I have to concern
Myself with pointless paperwork. Now days
Are so much freer, joyous and lighter.
And the future seems a great deal brighter!
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