Gio TUTTO (everything) to gio FINUTO (finished)
I had a boss
His name was Gio Tutto
He liked fine cigars
Cheese and Prosciutto
His Personality?
Type D
Dominant, the Don, it's all about me.
He'd send us out, package in hand
Left the rest up to us, maybe too much trust?
One day his son Mario came back to the shop
bad news, bad news
The mission was flop.
Gio put down his coffee,
looked him straight in the face
Said sorry paizan
Get out of my place.
Mario kept "that package" and went on his way
to open his own bar the Italian way
Getting fired by his father
Best thing to happen to him by far.
But he learned one thing
about being a boss
stay on top of your people
Or the money may get lost.
THE END
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