Ode To the Good Times

I’m the guy, who bought the house, Well more than one in fact, I bought the others with my mouse, Online while snorting smack! The deals were easy, I felt good, Power in my veins, My broker on the other line, Raved, ‘Man you’re so insane’! ‘Roll with it’ I snorted back, My credit line is good, as straight As little lines of coke, My broker understood! Now I’m in recovery, My self-esteem’s a hack, I'm living in a cardboard box, And my brokers got the sack! ‘Mortimer’ I often say. ‘Our day is coming soon’ He’s the guy, who comes around, To feed me with a spoon. ‘I know you miss the Easy Street’ Morti says to me; ‘Count your blessings, While you can, at least the sidewalks free!’