Noble Nonsense Poem by Matthias Pantaleon

Don't save the day to die instead
Your effort will be mistaken for folly
While they take the glory instead

'Seventy boos to a fool at seventy
Portfolio leader with no clear-cut vision
These men are crippled in the spirit'

You are fortunate to wear gold bracelet
Riding on other peoples sweat to limelight
Don't make mockery of my rubber bangles

'Seventy boos to a fool at seventy
Portfolio leader with no clear-cut vision
These men are crippled in the spirit'

Lame ducks are fond of lazy piglets
Together they make the pond swim
Not without stirring a little feud

'Seventy boos to a fool at seventy
Portfolio leader with no clear-cut vision
These men are crippled in the spirit'

Leaders of culture with moral issues
They make inflations to amassed wealth
Who dare question their nobility

'Seventy boos to a fool at seventy
Portfolio leader with no clear-cut vision
These men are crippled in the spirit'

Before our time is up and done
We will pee down on your grave
A ritual to take you straight to abyss

'Seventy boos to a fool at seventy
Portfolio leader with no clear-cut vision
These men are crippled in the spirit'