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A Poem For the Batch of 2009

November 29, 2008

Sing a song of six pence
A pocket full of rye
Two and sixty students
Waiting for job time
When the jobs were offered
The kids began to sing
Isn’t that a dainty dream
At this sober beginning?

CEO was in his cabin
Counting all his money
The HR in her cubicle
Finding our mails so funny

Boys were in the* corridor
Hanging by the thread
Down came the recession
And cut off our head!

*(changed to avoid institute name and liabilities)

From → MBA, Poem

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