I’VE GOT YOUR ROOMS DOWN HERE!
You screwed the little guys and made it big
They’ve got nothing ‘cause you’re each a pig!
You didn’t care, long as you met your needs.
The price was your souls. I’ve got the deeds!
You don’t believe you have a thing to fear?
Let me assure you...I’ve got your rooms down here!
You are swimming in wealth but it’s never enough.
So you screw the working guy. For them that’s tough!
You want much more and you know how to get it!
It’s the little guy’s cash! You’ve got ways to net it!
You don’t believe you have a thing to fear?
Let me assure you...I’ve got your rooms down here!
You laid off workers, ten thousand was fine!
It certainly did wonders for your bottom line.
You will see your profits go through the roof!
By firing people! What’s better proof?
You don’t believe you have a thing to fear?
Let me assure you...I’ve got your rooms down here!
You and your bank finally got caught,
cheating families with your products they bought.
You willingly paid a billion cash fine
while you and your bank took the innocent line.
You don’t believe you have a thing to fear?
Let me assure you... I’ve got your rooms down here!
You could stop the layoffs you have led
by using that billion for wages instead!
You see that billion as a one-time cost
knowing nothing replaces the jobs that are lost.
You don’t believe you have a thing to fear?
Let me assure you...I’ve got your rooms down here!
You interview kids just out of school
for jobs fit for an idiot or some damn fool.
You know the pay is too low to survive
they are left with few choices to stay alive.
You don’t believe you have a thing to fear?
Let me assure you...I’ve got your rooms down here!
You tell mid-aged employees you want them to know
“It’s not due to your age we are letting you go.”
You know the real reason... their pay is too dear.
There are kids we hire for half their pay who cheer.
You go ahead and have your fun!
All eternity is when my fun’s begun.
You can’t imagine that I’ve reserved your spot.
It’s for you, the damned, that I keep it hot!
You don’t believe you have a thing to fear?
Let me assure you...I’ve got your rooms down here!
END
P.S.
. If the shoe fits--Fix it! (And, that’s not Mother Goose!)
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Bob Flicker
9/13