The A*s and Its Bosses*A Poem by Bob BA farmer had an a*s on his farm That wasn't having a very good time. The a*s hated the meager food, Hard work, and overall grime.
It begged Zeus to deliver it To another boss. Zeus then sent Hermes down to talk to the farmer To bid him to sell the malcontent.
Sold to a potter, the a*s soon learned That working for him was a bigger chore. It found the work to be dirty and even Harder than it had been before.
It asked Zeus to find it another Boss, so Zeus in a sarcastic manner Arranged for the a*s to be sold again-- THIS time to the local tanner.
When the a*s realized Its new boss's trade, it cried, "Woe is me! Why wasn't I More content--more satisfied,
"With my first bosses, who would have buried Me decently. And frankly that Would have consoled me somewhat, but now I'll end up in a TANNING VAT!"
Moral?
Learning how to appreciate What we have is hard to master Until we're stuck with a boss or leader Who happens to be a total disaster.
-by Bob B (3-4-18)
*An Aesop tale retold here in verse © 2018 Bob B |
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