Mr. Meaner dresses to the nines
rustles through the halls
and fuels the grapevine
He’s got that corner office
and a new suit to match
the chatty girls in purchasing
think he’s the perfect catch
With his slick hair
and discriminating tastes
his better than thou demeanor
countless hours he wastes
Mr. Meaner,
man, he’s greasy
and the thought of him
makes me queasy
To the max he upholds a policy
and more like the Grinch
he seems to me
Meaner enjoys turmoil
an instigator to the extreme
a well coiffed old guy
within the townie regime
Pure snake oil
saturates his attitude
that Mr. Meaner
a cosmopolitan dude
He only wants to see
and to be seen
Oh yes Mr. Meaner,
did I mention
that he’s mean?
Think I’ve met that guy before.
What a delightful kicky poem to read. I believe that Ogden Nash would find your poem well written and one of his favorite poems to read.
Thank you so much, that’s an awesome compliment. Thanks for visiting my blog!
After posting my comment I think that Dr. Seuss would feel the same way as Ogden Nash would about your poem.
Oh I love Dr. Seuss! Can you tell?.. ha ha I still read him..never too old, I say.
As a special educator I very much enjoy his genius as well as Roald Dahl, Jack Prelutski, Shel Silverstein, and so many others
Sounds like my old supervisor!
Ha ha..i know the one. This guy is a combo of two people. ..nice guys for sure.
Did you write this one at the office? Everybody knows that guy.
I did 🙂 yes, I think every office has one.
I swear I’ve dated this guy. Snake oil indeed!
It’s amazing how many places this guy pops up!
They are out there…we have to be on the lookout 🙂