A poem about bailouts.

Money, money, money.  That’s what everyone wants,

from the insurance companies to the car manufacturers,

a big bail out is all it will take, Only 6 Billion dollars will do,

They have places to see and things to do!

The CEO’s will suffer if they can’t fly to Paris,

and their poor wives will cry if they can’t have that million dollar necklace!

What about me? I work hard too! I’m not a CEO or a Bank President,

Where’s my bailout, I think I’m due.

My mortgage company will call if my $400.00 isn’t paid

and my kids will get sick if they can’t get their meds.

But wait, I’m just the average tax payer.  What was I thinking?

I was thinking that if it weren’t for people like me,

rich CEO’s and bank presidents would not be banking!

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  • Hazel Crowther on Mar 20, 2009

    Very good and very topical.Here Here.!

  • Evelyn M Carter on Mar 20, 2009

    Sadly so true.

  • barbie67013 on Mar 20, 2009

    Ohh this is sooo true. But you know, we have a new president… lol

  • barbie67013 on Mar 20, 2009

    nice article

  • lindalulu on Mar 20, 2009

    Very true,well written!

  • Mr Ghaz on Mar 20, 2009

    Great work! Nicely done and that was lovely poem. I loved it! Thnx for sharing

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