Tuesday, March 18, 2008

by any other name

When I make an unwise loan to some unsteady friend

I know I'll never see it back before the century's end.

It doesn't matter very much if payback is a rarity;

I can always think of it as noble-hearted charity.

But when the bank plays fast and loose will all their ready cash

Then collects from Uncle Sam – my teeth begin to gnash.

I hope someday the people who screwed up at old Bear Sterns

Are packed into their own bs and sealed in airtight urns.

Investment bank or carny con – the difference is minute.

A thief is just as crooked when he wears a pin-stripped suit.



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