With the mortgage crisis leaving us aghast
And our lending institutions failing fast
Folks who could get loans for houses
Now are homeless by the thousands
Have the days of wine and roses finally passed?
While the situation certainly is dire
I can see a way to get out of the mire
Banks can recoup all the spending
Done in predatory lending
If their reckless loans could only find a buyer...

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I am changing my name to WaMu
I am going down to Washington DC.
Though it may seem tragicomic,
Let's return to Reaganomics--
Throwing money at the rich seems good to me.
I am changing to name to WaMu,
I am headed for that great recieving line.
So when the Secretary hollers
"Who wants half a trillion dollars?"
I know I'll get mine!

When the homeowners are running to their bank
We can tell them all exactly who to thank.
When your parachute is golden
There's no need to be beholden
To the unwashed masses in the file and rank.
All the Congress-men and -women on the Hill
Who make market economics such a thrill
Know you don't need to be liable
If your company's not viable
They can fix it for you with a simple bill.

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Since the heady days of doctor Adam Smith
We've been living in a money-driven myth
Where the struggle may be stressful
But we all can be successful
And the cash will fall into our hands forthwith.
We've believed that for a century or two.
But hard work has given way to something new:
If you're a major institution
Don't fear any retribution--
Down in Congress there's a check made out to you.

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