THE GOLDMAN SACKERS
The Goldman Sackers come
The thieving rotten crumbs
They drink imported rums
While we poor folks chew Tums
New aged financial hackers
We call them Goldman Sackers
They call us lazy slackers
We’d like to be their whackers
They come by limousine
Their wives in diamonds preen
They make us lose our jobs
They call us stupid slobs
And when our stocks go down
These guys don’t even frown
Instead they sell them short
And in their spas cavort
Fed hands them bailout money
To make their days more sunny
But we don’t find it funny
Their Congress Easter Bunny
Let’s tear them limb from limb
Or something far more grim
Let’s rid them of their skim
Their Golden Parachutes let us trim
Pat Byron
November 2008
Pat Byron lives in Mahopac, NY
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