Banks make large profits no matter what happens, if they dont we pay.
Madam you may be the boss
What you’re talking about I’m at a loss
The strategy for this companies advance
It’s leading us all a merry dance
Economics not my strongest point
This position you may wish to reappoint
We give you our all in this think tank
Really though we are a small bank
Lending others money you may ask
Profits from this is our task
Money of your own, then we will lend to you
When you have none, join the end of the queue
In addition, we do foreign exchange here
Money we make, we can afford a beer
Sometimes this jobs a thankless one
Squeezing ever last penny till your savings have gone
Percentages large we give to so few
This is the way our balance just grew and grew
So if you need a loan just be glad
Take the manager to dinner, oh my, I’m bad
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