Hair of Capitalist
There's hair in his eyes.
He promotes capitalism as fair,
Among other lies,
And as a result,
He has hair in front of his eyes.
His eyes are obscured,
His vision injured,
And to opponents to capitalism,
He tells them "rest assured".
He can't see past the tip of his nose,
His hair is made of his greed,
The result of his money desire,
Which he claims monetary need.
Need? Need for what?
A fuller wallet?
The ability to buy another donut,
To go into his large belly,
Which is never satisfied?
Capitalism,
Free-enteprise,
Laissez-faire,
Completely un-faire
To minorities and impoverished.
Mister capitalism,
Please stop your egoism,
It's causing a schism
And a class of elitism,
All due to your ism.
Haiti tried it,
And they're in the dumps,
America tried it,
And it's natonial debt goes up and up,
Past overflowing the cup.
Capitalism has only succeeded in bringing greed,
Planting seeds of evil,
From the Teapot Dome,
With it's Little Green Home,
To the Madoff Investment Scandal,
America has ony been hurt by Capitalism.
So please,
Mister Capitalism,
Cut your hair,
Get a fair share of the greed you bring,
See it for yourself,
Maybe then you'll stop singing and preaching,
Of your "glorious" Capitalism thing.
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