Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Grim Tale

Once upon a time on Wall Street
Lived a horde of dragons who fed
On making money deals so sweet,
And to do so they were in bed
With D.C. big gov princes who
Charmed the peasants with feel good lies
That D.C. big gov, pure and true,
Would take care of free enterprise.
But in truth, no dragons were slain.
Saber rattling was just for show,
To fool the little streets named Main,
To keep shafting the peasants so.

Both Wall Street and D.C. shafters
Lived happily ever afters.