Fired, Yes Fired
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I have been hired
And of course fired
A dimwit once told me
But I did laugh hysterically
Profusely like a peacock
Instead of throwing a rock.
Fired, yes fired. He got fired
He must be feeling sick and tired
Humility is a divine gift
In times of despair, it's noble to lift
Someone's spirit, even a foe's spirit
That's a sign of class, piety and merit.
Copyright © November, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
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