Baby, It’s a Tax Scam (song revisit)

Trickle, trickle, trickle …

It’ll trickle down to you, you poor unwashed masses, eventually, we promise, the economy … since Reagan this empty promise (now please grab a shower or something, break out a damp washcloth at least you stinky bastards … sheesh!!)

Seems the Orange Devil, amid whatever words can be gleaned from a new word salad lie rally or “press conference” with only a couple of sensical words strung together now, is still set, if he is reelected, on extending the almost criminal tax cuts he doled out to companies and wealthy friends on the corporate welfare list even sweetening the trickle in pay for play promise (it’s a pretty comprehensive list).

School lunches for children who haven’t yet been taken down by JD “sad, but a way of life” Vance’s gun interests? Socialism!!! Anti-American!!!

But trickle, trickle, trickle? Sound economic policy.

Anyway, this is just reason for me to repost this version of “Baby, You’re a Rich Man” I did a year ago simply because I like it and it says stuff on the aforementioned.

Trickle, trickle, trickle …

Baby, it’s a Tax Scam

“So whats we got on the agenda today boss?”

“I’m thinkin’ we get dem GOP folks to savin’ us some more money. Udderwise, we don’t be supportin’ ’em with any more of OUR money”

“We gonna play the country for dupes again?”

“You knows it Mugsy”


How does it feel to be GOP privileged people

Knowing they put you ‘bove the rest

Padded bank accounts will attest

Reward for support of who is best

A thank you with more in store

How does it feel to have recognized ravenous gre-eed

Know divide’s what they do seek

Wealth kept away from weak

What do you plan with your new gain

Hope keep ridin’ the money train

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby we know what we do

Ya keep all your money in your stock buy backs

It’s what ya do, country we’ll screw

(ohhohh)

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby we know what we do

How does it feel to laugh at the unfortunate people

Who we keep selling trickle down

Knowing you’re all just clowns

Blowing a big hole in the debt

One paid with folks safety nets

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby we know what we do

Ya keep all your money in the family tree

Hand down scott free, no tax ya see

(baby)

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Keep runnin’ it don’t give a damn

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Roll it back no way man

Avg Joe’s you’re also rans

Baby we’re all rich men

Baby it’s a Tax Scam

Baby laughing to the bank

Tableaus and Nightstands

Something for a latest dverse poets prompt.

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I was all a reach

with tableau which sounds

like table but wasn’t

as it don’t hold no

lamps or knicks instead

real tried light and knacks

to table tableau’s

nightstand sleep wishes

to reach when night comes

hard unforgiving

dreams of cold monsters

that scream for a day

to forgive where went

night in its anger

spent too much time dear

colorful though but

when she said enough

I agreed, again

to way pass this new

time her table side

and mine, can you click

light dear on your side

need to sleep again

find a new tableau

table nightstand to

reach for