Sonnet- The Lazy Master

But who will bell the Cat, a nasty Cat; Who's blind to reason, logic and fairness? Who devours mice but will not touch the rat; And blames others for his own carelessness. And who can waste his lungs on ears so deaf? That cannot hear throughout the hearing range? For doing nothing, he is Master-Chef; The food he serves is tasteless, bland and strange! Yet, world praises such people to the skies; Who spend their hours in office lazily; Such men manage to maintain their white lies, Doing nothing, retiring happily. Accursed then be such Bureaucrats,0 God; Inhuman men, who're fit to be mere clod.