Dear Friends,
There once was a fifth column so gay,
They whisked all our Rights away,
Ethics alight,
Like a parasite,
But forgetting never in writing and always in cash pay.
Crush the little guy by punishing interest,
To stop inflation doesn’t logically mesh,
Government spending,
Tragically overwhelming,
And will continue until from each of us they get a pound of flesh.
The Elites don’t understand the fundamental issue,
ECHR courts have sullied their honor and virtue,
Their power grows,
As everyone knows,
It’s a document that expands like the vine kudzu.
There once was a company so foul,
The squares were round as a dowel,
It’s safe I heard Pfiser say,
The palpitations might go away,
It’s like they’ve smothered millions with a towel.
The brilliant experts have got the knack,
Saying we’ve made the world out of whack,
Humanity is too ample,
Then lead by example,
So when they point and call us cancer three fingers point back.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
