Bailout Poems - Poems about Bailout

One day not long past our economy faltered And wouldn’t improve if our course were unaltered. 'Cause we buy stuff at Wal-Mart (where things are dirt cheap) 'Cause they buy from China (treats workers like sheep (So farmers left farms and moved to the city. And hoped for life better (no luck, such a pity) )). They went right to work...

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Moon stepped gingerly on clouds. Apples were painless. Yes, centrifugal goes the truth on a ploy, unveiling the sky. Pain of the dreaded times, was visible through the invisible. Tremors in the mountain range were palpable passing through the spine of faithful. I am not. But I am non-beliver in me. A real transcript of a restless syndrome. The oranges fly in all directions to...

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Gather round children, as I tell the tale, Of how all the banks started to fail. About how the government bailed out the rich, Rather than the poor, which would have been a switch. People were greedy, for something called cash, Brokers on Wall Street had plenty, so what they did seems rash. And so they started robbing...

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Thieves held up the bank to ransom a tidy profit most handsome. With no cash inside they had to decide to make the people advance some....

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More waste With haste...

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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...

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