Elton Camp Poet Rhyme

Banks To Customers--Go To Hell

Bank to Customers—Please Go to Hell

By Elton Camp

I can remember a better time way back when
Banks gave toasters if an account you’d begin

To get your deposit they were happy as can be
And, of course, your checking account was free

And if you were willing open a saving account
Bank would pay interest—a generous amount

Tellers were glad to see you and called by name
That’s gone and never will again be the same

Nothing at a bank anymore is given out free
Even to talk to a teller there may be a fee

Interest on savings accounts has dropped low
Some are now paying just barely above zero

If, “I’ll move my money elsewhere” you say
Response is, “Fine we don’t want it anyway.”

Big banks are the worst just as experts say
So with community banks or S&L I’ll stay

Compass, Regions, Wells Fargo I here tell
For my part, it’s YOU who can go to hell

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