Morning sun is thy name of my peer,
Burning fun is thy fame of my peer.
Holy ash on his forehead,
Folly flash in his dare stead, is his only care of address.
Jolly splash on his bore creed,
Trolley food trash in his desk breed is his fare of redress.
His day begins with trades and stocks,
His gay regains with gain in hordes of shares.
Thine work is boredom in his absence.
Thine work is held seldom in his presence.
Yet he is still the morning for the Rising sun of our boss.
Thy lord of zealous humour.
Thy affordable Lord of relentless glamour is very hard to miss the work's flavour.
Burning fun is thy fame of my peer.
Holy ash on his forehead,
Folly flash in his dare stead, is his only care of address.
Jolly splash on his bore creed,
Trolley food trash in his desk breed is his fare of redress.
His day begins with trades and stocks,
His gay regains with gain in hordes of shares.
Thine work is boredom in his absence.
Thine work is held seldom in his presence.
Yet he is still the morning for the Rising sun of our boss.
Thy lord of zealous humour.
Thy affordable Lord of relentless glamour is very hard to miss the work's flavour.
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