Good morning with a Haiku and a Limerick


There once was a corporate bard,

Whose rhymes were both

witty and hard.

His verses were grand,

In boardrooms, they’d stand,

And earn him

much praise and regard.


Corporate bard writes

Verse for suits and meetings,

but Soul craves

freedom’s flight.

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