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The Destruction of Sennachereb


Oh banks all had hedge funds, came down they like pack of cards

I am told not a drop of blood fell from their innards;

But life annuities played and lost for no better rede

Than they all thought better ‘nother lost than they their greed.


Like their High Priests with diamonds on their pinkies-

Libor was the hateful bar sinister of some flunkies, 

Oh darkness of malice behind its shield glowered

Like some piglet greased on a spit and spluttered.


The widows and old men shall weep loud for their savings

Betrayed by bankers and goaded to ruin by credit ratings;

There shall come wise men and fix the foul fiendish mart

But none shall redeem their trust nor their broken heart!


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