Bailing-Out Poor Broke Me Poem by Stanley Cooper

Bailing-Out Poor Broke Me



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I need to speak with our Prez
To hear what he says
Re: the possibility
Of bailing-out poor broke me

I’ve been told my chances are nil
Since I haven’t lost at least a trill
It seems they only help C E Os
While I, poor sucker, get only “NOs”

He urges me to over-spend
All I can from my small stipend
But fears bailing-out poor broke me
Won’t bolster our failed economy

In economics I’m no giant
But you’d think he’d be more pliant
And see to it our Treasury
Finds a way to bail-out me

Those bankers and brokers who screwed us up
Now standing arms stretched with their large tin cups
Are not as needy as they make-out to be
Please Mr. President, bail-out me

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fiona Davidson 14 April 2009

Always seems to be the people who make the biggest mess get bailed out doesn't it Stanley...great write...thanks...10++

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