THE DAY BENNY MAKES
Today's the day Benny's makes
with lots of fiat he will bake
the economy until it swells,
at the 2:15 eastern bell.
Benny says, "it’s nice and firm,
now all you goldbugs do not squirm,
for GOLD is going higher now,
much higher than the tired Dow,
and all you bankers don't take flight,
cross your fingers, survive the night.
I dump fiat so fast it pains,
it's goosing GOLD and all the grains.
The houses sag like broken huts,
J.P. Morgan is in a rut,
the markets refuse to budge an inch,
it's a nightmare, give me a pinch.
I've got some GOLD hidden away,
if this whole country starts to fray.
I'm off to Brazil in a flash
watching the fiat kingdom crash.
You'll find me down my the beach,
drinking gin mixed with peach,
sitting with my goldbug buddies,
laughing at fiat fuddy duddies.
Goodbye, Washington, I am gone,
by this time you will welcome Ron.
Say hello to that southern gent,
he has GOLD to pay the rent."
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