Ode to one Boss

Three girls once gathered on coffee-break together
Who is the hottest in the office was discussion
It’s our security guard, well-built, his eyes are hazel,
Said first gal, and his shoes and costume of last fashion

The second said, you must be kidding, dear
Everyone knows the best and cutest is programmer
He is kind, ready to help with anything just for a bear
And knows the only one curse, which is “lamer”

I’ll tell you one secret, girls, said third, the shiest
The charm of man’s power deprives my resistance
The sexiest man, whose position the highest
Can’t help my knees shiver when he’s on short distance

He is Boss by the nature and has always been
The Chief of my heart, noble, imperious, cold
Can’t breathe receiving formal treatment from my King
Looking at his masterful profile dearer then gold

Her friends laughed, now we know who is challenger
You fall in love with Financial Manager!