CEO stepped from his chariot, delivered to the entrance of his ascension. The
bells chimed as His herald invoked BOARD ROOM - the limo whisked, the
doors shushed.
“greetings”
“greetings”
“greetings” fell in cadence to His stride. Echoes as He entered the
Sanctum. Twelve sets of eyes did rise to acknowledge His coming. Twelve backs
did straighten as he strode to His Throne. He gazed upon His profits and was
pleased. He gazed upon His Kingdom and it was good.

He arose hands outstretched and proclaimed -

YATTA YATTA

Twelve mouths as one repeated the Decree -

“yatta, yatta”

And it was good.

CEO stepped from his chariot, delivered to the entrance of his ascension. The
bells chimed as His herald invoked BOARD ROOM - the limo whisked, the
doors shushed.
“greetings”
“greetings”
“greetings” fell in cadence to His stride. Echoes as He entered the
Sanctum. Twelve sets of eyes did rise to acknowledge His coming. Twelve backs
did straighten as he strode to His Throne. He gazed upon His profits and was
pleased. He gazed upon His Kingdom and it was good.

He arose hands outstretched and proclaimed -

YATTA YATTA

“yatta, yatta” returned in praise

“yatta, matta” - the twelfth

Again His Voice the Decree -

YATTA YATTA

“yatta, yatta” resounded from twelve lips, and it was good.

CEO stepped from his chariot, delivered to the entrance of his ascension. The
bells chimed as His herald invoked BOARD ROOM - the limo whisked, the
doors shushed.
“greetings”
“greetings”
“greetings” fell in cadence to His stride. Echoes as He entered the
Sanctum. Twelve sets of eyes did rise to acknowledge His coming. Twelve backs
did straighten as he strode to His Throne. He gazed upon His profits and one
wore a frown. He gazed upon His Kingdom and found comfort.

He arose hands outstretched and proclaimed -

YATTA YATTA

“yatta, matta” repeated thrice.

“Matta, matta” the voice of dissension drowning out the sea of “yatta,
yatta” spoken by the other eight.

A new Decree CEO begot -

BADDA BING

“badda bing” reformed the chaos to the Word.

And it was good.

CEO strutted from His car at the door of His Elevator. The ding announced His
assistant pushing the top floor button - the limo pulled away as the doors
clanked shut.
“profits?”
“profits?”
“profits?” hounded His steps into the board room. Murmurs ceased as He
took His chair. Profits showed displeasure, wearing unrepentant frowns.


CEO stood, leaning His palms upon the table.

BADDA BING as His Hands slapped the wood.

“badda bing” returned from a lone voice struggling amongst the
messages;

“yatta, yatta”, “yatta, matta”, “badda, matta”, swirled with fingers and
heated tongues.

CEO turned his face from the clamor, and shook his head.

CEO nearly stumbled leaving his limo without his assistant’s aid. He listened to
the elevator buzz and hum as he jammed his finger on floor 8. The car sputtered
and coughed away as the doors jerked and scretched shut.
click clack
click clack
click clack followed his footsteps and filled the empty hall. Competing
words spilled out as CEO kicked open the board room doors.

BADDA BOOM

And cleansing fire spit from His Smith & Wessons.