Francis Duggan


Greedy Wealthy Whingers


Some bank directors they are so greedy some sob stories from them one does read of or hear
If their annual gigantic profit margins are down just a bit from last year
Directors who are paid millions in annual salaries how greedy some people can be
In a World where millions are hungry and live in extreme poverty
Much wants more is a saying I remember those words of one wise seem so true
Some people not happy with millions they feel that much more is their due
So many must try to sleep hungry their only roof the open sky
Whilst some of the super rich of their lot complaining to understand them I don't try
Their millions have not made them happy to be happy is not their way
But that the gap between the haves and the have nots keeps widening does seem such a sad thing to say
And as for bankers who talk with a poor mouth I cannot feel any pity at all
Wealthy in money and assets but in other ways so very small
They wine and dine with their wealthy mates in the most expensive restaurants and of a small dropp in profit margins complain
They are just greedy wealthy whingers and as they are they will remain.

Submitted: Monday, December 08, 2008
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