Banking houses, New York City. . .
Watch out for falling chumps,
Who have been ruined,
So many now deploy
And off ledges they jumps.

These mothers were big failures. . .
Were not so witty.
They're f()cked now, all these gambling men
In New York City.

Now the only thing these gamblers need
When they're going to make the plunge
Is an open window to outside
From the house--then just lunge.

Oh, mothers, pull your children
From the sidewalks they'll be thumped.
Save their lives from men monetary
Who from houses are falling. . .jumped.

Well, they got one foot on the platform;
Soon the other won't remain.
They land--splat!--in New York City.
They soar, they fall, they stain.

Well, banking houses, New York City. . .
Watch out for falling humps,
The market's a bruin
And so many now deploy. . .
Then gobs on sidewalks clumped.