Won't bore you with something
borrowed something blue
I write something not
written by me or you
That created from thought
Not in an old love letter sought
The days I have left are getting short
But I won't complain I'm not that sort
Am I imagining or is the world going mad
For the state of the economy is really sad
Everyone it seems today hates someone
Everyone you see today seems to carry a gun
"Last person leaving turn out the lights."
That'll be the dude with bonus that ain't right
Truth is if they took all the bonus's away
Maybe some of the rest of us could see the light of day