HEY YOU WANT TO SLEEP WITH THE FISHES?
for David Einhorn
Sometimes, you gotta shush vested interests
so as, uh, not to squish vested interests.
With stiletto or steak knife, you can carve
yourself a hunk of fresh vested interests.
By blunt beauty of the invisible
hand, free markets unleash vested interests.
Rummy, Condi, Wolfy, Cheney, Bushy—
the whole gang floats awash vested interests.
But you always gotta seem surprised. What?
Like, Good golly, my gosh…vested interests?
Sometimes, it becomes necessary to,
in a fashion, airbrush vested interests.
Of course we wouldn’t think not to pay strict
attention to tarboosh vested interests.
Oh my, a dead fish in Luca Brasi’s
bulletproof vest. Don’t quash vested interests.