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10/09/08 - (2)
Texas Ponies
Tonight, after a seventh-day-in-a-row descent Into the financial abyss, black hole, of economic apocalypse, For the vaunted, invincible American stock market, Investors are panicking, like spooked horses, Galloping helter-skelter, in blind, frothing frenzy —
A stampede on capitalism itself, Guaranteed to humble a once-proud country, For exceeding the excesses of fool's-gold greed, In a time of too-easy credit, smoke-and-mirrors wealth, Borrowing way beyond its means of repaying its obligations.
Tonight, indulging in three too many glasses of wine I'll assign to my credit card, I meditate on the mess to which this nation finds itself indebted And recall Flem Snopes's Texas ponies, Those cheap, if wild, violent, unbridled, untamable, liabilities,
Which, for at least the next generation, Would create havoc, remind the gullible folks of Jefferson To be on the lookout for filmflam-Flem artists, Who would fleece them of their hard-earned dollars... Those berserk ponies now running roughshod, over our livelihoods.
10/09/08 - (2)
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