This week’s theme is Terrible Managers. Join the fun at Chelsea Ann’s webpage and remember–the poem is supposed to be terrible. She’s serious about that and I’m actually trying to get worse.
My entry is below. Huzzah!
The Misguided Manger
He has this book, he said.
It’ll revolutionize our corner on the market.
I sighed. Someone next to me cried. I do not lie. We did not want to try his newfangled ideas, I surmised.
“We’ll make frappucinos better, our Eggs Benedict delicious-ier. We shall be be known as the restaurant that stole brunch!”
Fry. Sizzle. Pop. Smear. Toast. Serve.
Clink, clink, clink. Receipt, receipt, receipt.
“Still we forgot one thing. We never advertised, did we?”
Munch, munch, munch. The same old bunch.
Lovely they were, but the same old bunch.
Lunch, lunch, lunch.
Come get the brunch!
8 thoughts on “Terrible Poetry Contest Entry: “Terrible Managers””
Ha ha!! Great terrible poem.
Thanks! I’ve been studying Chelsea’s guide haha.
Great poem, made me chuckle! I should try that, but really, all my poems are terrible! Thanks for following my blog too!
Thanks and you bet! It looks like a lovely blog.
You’ve gotten a lot ‘better,’ Peregrine Arc! A tad too nice, still, but you’re ..um.. de-improving?
I aim to please, er, displease?
Sounds about wrong!