Re. Poor Mrs Tannenbaum"

My Dear Mr. Heck, The song you quote May be dreck... But it's truth forsure, And underplayed, The company folded long ago, One clear factor for sure I know, The owner spent his days playing golf, Hired brainless butt-kissers whose thoughts were slow, And customer service was on a par.. With Nazi treatment at Auchwitz, Sometimes even more bizarre... If asked by a customer straight out, I couldn't lie, So I would shout. "Run for your life rather than buy here... The end's at hand, it's very clear...." So the employees joined the customers screwed, And faithful vendors got the worst, Mr. Arnold Hershbain, the villian supreme, Has now built another evil nest.