Ode to Middle Management

I greet each day with forced optimism
That your ingrained stupidity won’t bring on a spasm
I take a deep breath and I count to ten
I can’t be restrained for assault again

Your levels of incompetence and vacant head
Lead me to believe you may be brain dead
I’m surprised you have the motor skills that you do
I’ve seen more promise in a chicken with flu
…a Jimmy Choo
….a piece of bamboo
… a retarded Gnu


(like to provide alternate endings ....very "Layer Cake" )