Greed

Greed is out, 
Yes, yes, let’s shout, 
Again and again: 
Greed is out.
Let’s spout, let’s shout! 
Realized pain
And unrealized gain
Are not taxable.
Political contributions
Are not deductible.
No stock options! 
The Stock Market
Lost its jacket
And its pants.
Common sense
Must prevail.
No bail, no bail, 
For the crooked billionaire; 
It is just, it is fair
To lock him up
‘Cause he is at the very top
Of the super-kleptomaniac list.
He is a mad genius; 
He killed telepathically, 
And he loved fame and money.
What a disgrace! 
What a dishonest face! 
No bail, no bail, 
For such a whale! 
Stock him in jail, 
Squish him in hell, 
Greed is out, 
Let’s spout, let’s shout! 

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