I Need a Bailout
I need a bailout,
maybe a billion or two,
just something small to hold me,
until I figure out what to do.
My jet needs a washing,
my Hummer needs new paint,
and if the kids don't stop spending,
I think I just might faint.
The pool needs to be covered,
since the leaves are piling up,
the gardner says he's leaving,
I don't pay him enough.
The cook, and all her helpers,
say they'll walk the picket line,
if they don't get more perks,
they are ready to carry a sign.
I need the money,
and I need it fast,
Vegas is waiting,
please give me the cash.
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Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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