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Bureaucrat (a villanelle)

 
Speak to me nicely. Do not cause me grief.
Wait your turn with patience while I proceed Ö
I am the chief assistant to the assistant chief.
 
Whatever you do, donít challenge my beliefs -
I know the way of the bureaucrat - itís my creed.
Speak to me nicely. Do not cause me grief.
 
Fill the form correctly, read small-print underneath;
we process applications at the usual speed.
I am the chief assistant to the assistant chief.
 
This job is boring - I need some light relief Ö
Iím human, not a machine - I also bleed.
Speak to me nicely and do not cause me grief.
 
If you get angry, Iíll simply bare my teeth:
to the bottom of the pile youíll go in my inbox feed.
I am the chief assistant to the assistant chief
 
so do not charge in here, demanding ďwhereís the beef?Ē
I am the one with the piece of paper you still need.
Speak to me nicely and do not cause me grief;
I am the chief assistant to the assistant chief.
 
Josh
Written by Josh
Published | Edited 3rd Dec 2019
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