Hello Folks,
This was written in the dark days of the reign of George W. Bush. It hearkens back to the old days of the 1930's Great Depression. But, one must always adjust for inflation. I can remember those stark times quite keenly. Luckily for me I had just landed a delivery job that I was able to keep right up to my retirement. This is dedicated to the bad old days of just fill-in jobs until the good one arrived. Buddy... Can I tap You for a Buck? Asking for cash is a bummer Panhandling off ramps sure sucks I'm a guy like any other Buddy... can I tap you for a buck None thought my firm would go under Then NAFTA competition struck Didn't know they'd got our number When suddenly our number was up Buddy... can I tap you for a buck? My dot com interest scurried When Wall Street hit its flurry My wife is awfully worried We just lost the house Maybe, next goes the spouse Union wage, now offshore dollar a day That corp'rate free trade muck Trades all our freedoms away All that Repo-publican bunk Yet, they're never jailed for their junk Wish I had a piece of Congress Since my excess tax holds it up Now, we've got all this war stress Where were you when nine-eleven struck? Buddy... can I tap you for a buck? Jack T. Leyton 2003 This poem was even more true after the crash of September 2008. Very painful. It probably rings more true for the dark days of the reign of King Donald as well. Hopefully, now, we may be heading back to a "normal" existence. Maintain hope. Never assume...! Stay Safe and Well. Cheers, Jack 🖖 ✌️
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