Now Jack worked there at the stock exchange for donkeys years and then ,
The big green giant shut the door and Jacks job came to an end .
Jack was a cost they could cut back , the jolly green giant said .
So from the top the axe came down and it cut off poor Jacks head .
The goose that laid the golden egg was killed that desperate day ,
when the corporate giants debts increased and banks refused to pay .
So Jack went for some welfare , but it didn't do any good .
Jacks had millions in the bank and welfare money was no good .
Regardless of him crawling on his hands and knees all the way,
Jack was not a needy case , so there was nothing left to say .
The big green giant was greedy and many others followed Jack .
The welfare was swamped with applicants asking for something back .
Shame on those with millions who say their living in poverty ,
They've got all their golden eggs and still want more from you and me .
Pity for the pensioners and the underdogs with nothing ,
They never once complained and somehow always managed a grin.
Here's al friendly word to Jack and all the giant who likes to moan ,
This life you live is based on deposits , but its all on loan .
Money is your middle name but in the end what does it mean ,
When you've lost everything you own and your soul you can't redeem .
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-10-24 04:13:05
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