Rich, works in advertising, my boss, funny poem, loves mountain biking
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In the land of glossy dreams and schemes,
Dwells my boss with advertising gleams.
With riches gained from selling tales,
He rides the waves of client sales.
He pedals through mountains, a biking knight,
Conquering trails with pure delight.
In meetings, he jests with laughter's might,
In suits and ties, a humorous sight.
In the boardroom's glint, where deals are spun,
A rich man's jest is never done.
While scaling peaks and climbing high,
He drafts campaigns that touch the sky.