Memory Loss

My dear boss

May you have 

A memory loss

And forget

Feeling of pride

Chest wide

Anger tide

All time chide

You will become a sage

All would love to chase

My dear boss

May you have 

A memory loss

And forget

To fumble

To mumble

To rumble

To tumble

You will become a sage

All would love to chase

My dear boss

May you have 

A memory loss

And forget

Insulting your team

Killing their dream

Mixing of Neem

In their sugary cream

You will become a sage

All would love to chase

My dear boss

May you have 

A memory loss

And forget

Beauty of your face

Showing off grace

Making fake style

As all are futile

You will become a sage

All would love to chase

My dear boss

May you not have 

A memory loss

And must not forget

That

In your tent

There is a dent

After your birth

With broaden girth

Fatty and heavy

Took single berth

Come down to earth

With borrowed cent

Took house on rent

In coat and pent

Foreign you went

Do not speak bitter

If want to glitter

Take a good turn

Your Ego

You must burn

Now become a sage

All would love to chase

My dear boss

May you have

Memory rise

Behave good and wise

Be able to case

In your cage

Reckon to gauze

Your proudly haze

In all age

Of your life phase

Work with courage

Earn better wage

Prevent self damage

For good image

Do not boast

Of your post

Can get back

The respect you lost

You will become a sage

All would love to chase