The Irritated Observations Of A Cranky Old Man

Hey, How Ya Doin’?

The market is up…
The market is down…
But there is one thing that I have found:
The brokers always make their money.

Bulls and the bears…
Double dip recession…
Investors fighting bottom line depression
But bankers receive bonuses… isn’t that funny?

Politicians give speeches…
More spins than dancers.
Lotsa talk but they have no answers.
Are they incompetent or something worse?

Their one goal:
Getting reelected.
The greater good is being neglected.
(Loyal only to their pocket and purse.)

Phantom inflation…
The price of gold…
Things will get better, or so we’re told.
(Rome is burning and our emperors fiddle.)

Savings account?
Interest at half per cent…
Ooops, there goes my retirement.
Once again, we’re the ones stuck in the middle.

Shared sacrifice.
That’s what they say…
But why is it me who’s got to pay?
(Things were bad but they’re getting worse.)

I won’t give it up…
This dollar of mine…
Even if it’s only worth a dime.
As for politics… please grant me a divorce.

Stash

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