Dear Friends,
The elite chant in a crashing sound,
Give us power wealth and a crown,
We’re sitting high,
So step aside,
Because we’re riding this horse into the ground.
Corporations are always scanning,
Their competitors they are banning,
It may be forsooth,
But know this truth,
Monopoly is impossible without central planning.
They say our civilization thrives on diversity,
Especially at a think tank and elite university,
It’s not what they bought,
It’s the color of thought,
Because uniformity of opinion breaks complexity.
There once was a physicist crazy,
His math was always a bit lazy,
A lovely chap,
Taking a nap,
And his mind was often quite hazy.
The elite are heartless beasts made of lead,
Corporatists as Goebbels once slyly ____,
Not independent ________,
They’re nudge nudge winkers,
Who feed from the ideas of a _________.
Sincerely,
John Pepin
