Mr Fred Allows Me A Victory Lap...

Sir Fred was non a proficient human -
He had his piffling ways.
And sometimes no ane spoke to him
For days as well as days as well as days.
And men who came across him,
When walking inward the town,
Gave him a supercilious stare,
Or passed amongst noses inward the air -
And bad Sir Fred stood dumbly there,
Blushing beneath his frown.

Sir Fred was non a proficient man,
And no proficient friends had he.
He stayed inward every afternoon ...
But no ane came to tea.
And, circular almost December,
The cards upon his shelf
Which wished him lots of Christmas cheer,
And fortune for the coming year,
Were never from his close as well as dear,
But entirely from himself.

(Apologies to AAMilne...)

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The fourth post service e'er on this blog inward which I country Sir Fred Goodwin should hold out sacked for crusade as well as denied his retirement benefits. I fence he is (now was) the worst CEO of whatever major banking concern anywhere.


And the terminate game every bit reported yesteryear FTAlphaville: Introducing Mr Fred Goodwin - Former Knights of the Bachelor...



John