IT’S THE ECONOMY STUPID
Confidence it seems rules the day
What a waste they say
It seems all those dusty case studies
Must be thrown away
Should I just call up mystic Meg or pray?
Built up on false accounting by snake oil miscreants
The world economy crumbles
With the first adverse wind
Revealing the nothing knowing man
To call it a recession and not a depression
Is mere plaster work
After the wall has fallen down
On us seemingly blameless ordinary folk
What if my spending plans
Contributed to the country being broke?
Am I to beat myself up for spending
As if tomorrow is a silly inconsequential joke?
Why do we put all our hopes in
This sieve that is the banking sector?
Is it purely down to the fickleness of glamour?
A disaster a day keeps hope at bay
The pages we peruse that must first be bought
Pander to our capacity to blame others and
To never learn from the past
The power of lines not carefully strung
A possible impediment to growth and economic Recovery
Those holy attributes
That our paper world stands on
To expect no austerity
When the cupboard they say is bare
Is to act selfishly they also claim
Despite them shouldering no blame
Why should I care about balanced budget and
Will they pay for things I need but
I beg and plead for credit
Hoping in me my lenders do trust
Turmoil is endemic
That contagious fear does quickly spread
To watch the graph that does tell all
Is to wait for death while lying in a grave
No border rigid enough to safeguard any nation
Or business plan solid enough to
Prevent a bust
What must I do?
I think I should read a horoscope or two
Fingers crossed they will guide me safely through
This disaster I believe I contributed nothing to