A Boss on a Stretch Assignment Needs a Poem

Going Places

There was once an FSO on a stretch assignment in Burkina Faso
A real “Theory Y” type, a nurturing pencil thin mustache kind 
It worked exceptionally well so, he now is going places, O―
Corridor reputation and all that excepted,
I must say I’d follow this one with no qualms,
All the way ― even to Tobago, Sam.
There was once an FSO on a stretch assignment in Timbuktu
A real “Theory X” McCoy, a “throw you in the ocean” ahoy!
It was a bad, grainy, B movie horror show. Oh boo!
She, too, is now going places, O ―
I’m sorry I must say ― “no, thank you” I’d rather go
To Ouga than spend three years in Paris with vous.

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