Brother, can you spare a dime?
We're the upper, middle crust, With a very strong right thrust; Victory we'll win next time. But our plans it will disrupt, If we find we go bankrupt. Brother, can you spare a dime?
In its present parlous state, We can put the country straight Making its finances sound. But our books are in a muck, Were a very lame, lame duck. Chairman, can you spare a pound?
We are hanging by a thread, And are deeply in the red; Not a pretty sight to see. Red we think's a nasty hue, And our proper colour's blue. Madam, can you spare a p?
To relieve the country's plight We'll strike left, and then bear right, Making business profits flow.
But our own accounts must show A more positive cash flow.
Buddy, can you spare some dough?
Basil Charles