Bailing out the Boys like the little boats of Dunkirk

Bailing out the Boys like the little boats of Dunkirk

a poem by Andrew Taylor


Thank God, the System's sound
Our cornerstone firmly laid,
and our State neutral,
when it comes to
Bernard Madoff's Pyramid,
and me and my pussy
at Housing Unit #7, Paradise Row.

Thank God the road ahead is lit,
We'll all muck in
and do our bit for
the Corporations
and H.M.
The Queen.
I'm sure The Firm
observes our pep
bailing out the Boys
Like the little boats of Dunkirk

No, we are not yet round the corner
of this Dreadful Mess!
But we mustn't grumble,
Everything will come right
in the End,
and we'll laugh
as we remember
all the gangsters and good guys
Goodness! Will we ever
keep them straight?