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Heinous Glee

By Wil C. Fry, 2015.10.31, 13:33

(Copyright © 2015 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.)


I was filling in the blanks
To get money from the banks
But somehow, they got the money from me
Then it’s back to turning cranks
With a bunch of burly Hanks
Still thinking capitalism made me free

It’s no wonder that I drank
When all my dreams just sank
Like a brick of gold got lost at sea
Daily I awake with a clank
Wish for power to pull rank
Fighting to remain in the bourgeoisie

Attractive platform planks
Always end up as pranks
As the monied cackle with heinous glee
Looking for workers to shank
Any time the economy tanks
All the while admitting inheritance is the key

When every hovel is dank
And not one leader is frank
The exit gets more difficult to see
I’ve got no one to thank
And no levers to yank
But still dream of being an escapee




Some light reading on this topic:

Emergency Economic Stabilization Act of 2008 (“bank bailouts”)
America’s Incredible Shrinking Middle Class
How I Lost Faith In The Free Market (from my blog)
Why The DOJ Deemed Bank Execs Too Big To Jail
You’re More Likely To Inherit Your Dad’s Social Status Than His Height



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