Management is my subject that I studied in time,
Twelve years of writing poetry and now typing to rhyme;
It's all organised in verse along in the line of my poem,
And I am sitting here writing this in the comfort of home.
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I stand up and sit down and work for a while,
And walk around a shop to see what's in style;
I lead people and pay them as a manager should,
And read books and write them in case danger could.
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Of course time is money in the round revolving world,
And the earth causes trouble as I expect it would;
The store or the floor in the factory to the shelf,
I will sell and keep tidy everything of myself.
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Management is all the things which are required effectively,
And needs people who are fast and can handle it efficiently;
Recycle the rubbish and make everything new,
And remember the past and all the ruins you knew.
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You can spoil a bit badly and be rich at the end,
And it might hurt in the heart or the mind of a friend;
Trouble will come and be fixed as it does need,
When people and things double and you then have to lead.
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Organise and communicate all those things on your heart.
And make things look better and clever and smart;
And when life's good enough you can read and retire,
And enjoy all you've earned and all you acquire.
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Signed,
If it's shop fit.
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