RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CRYPTO
Ill-Gotten Gains
Crypto is a currency for ill-gotten gains
A front for criminal enterprise
Where crypto goes it leaves a stain
Of corruption, greed and lies
Our president is just a mob boss
Without the usual ties
There is no line he wouldn’t cross
No scheme he wouldn’t buy
If you promise to be loyal
He’ll treat you like his friend
If you deal in gold and oil
On him you can depend
He’ll open up the public lands
To private exploitation
If you’d like to use the family brand
He’ll sell you half the nation
And no one will know anything
It’s all behind closed doors
They have the flags and everything
They own the company store
