Damocles’ sword of redundancy poem


(Limerick-style poem)

<<Story related to the poem>>

Damocles’ stinking sword, fall on me!
Lays in wait, aims at me, I can’t flee.
I’m scared and despair!
Then I wail, “It’s not fair!”.
Still I hope Manager will spare me!

Image credit
by William Murphy.



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