It came as a great shock to everyone, the day his life was abruptly done.

They assumed he’d live forever, they’d say to one another:

(of course, after he’d shut his office door that is when the best gossip would begin to roar)

“He’s a grump,” “He’s a miser,” they all said so it was with no sorrow they learned he was dead.

In fact, they threw the biggest party, still going, so they tell me.

No, nobody cried, the day the boss died.

There was great relief and laughter as they told it to each other.

Not one single tear, not a whimper, or a cry. However, there seemed to be a collective sigh.

No, nobody cried the day the boss died.

Now, his wife how she tried, she just couldn’t cry.

She finally cut an onion in two, as she made plans for all she would now do.

His son didn’t even try, a gleam just settled in his eye.

He started rubbing his hands while muttering, “The business is mine to command!”

The daughter, she was more relieved, now she could be what she wanted to be.

No, nobody cried the day the boss died.

There was great joy and laughter as they retold it to each other.

Not one single mourner, no sorrow, or a cry, the whole office just sighed.

No, nobody cried, the day the boss died.

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