Bankers

[asperity]

BANKERS ARE JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE, EXCEPT RICHER

 

This is a song to celebrate banks,

Because they are full of money and you go into them and all

you hear is clinks and clanks,

Or maybe a sound like the wind in the trees on the hills,

Which is the rustling of the thousand dollar bills.

Most bankers dwell in marble halls,

Which they get to dwell in because they encourage deposits

and discourage withdrawals,

And particularly because they all observe one rule which woe

betides the banker who fails to heed it,

Which is you must never lend any money to anybody unless

they don't need it.

 

I know you, you cautious conservative banks!

If people are worried about their rent it is your duty to deny

them the loan of one nickel, yes, even one copper engraving

of the martyred son of the late Nancy Hanks;

Yes, if they request fifty dollars to pay for a baby you must

look at them like Tarzan looking at an uppity ape in the

jungle,

And tell them what do they think a bank is, anyhow, they had

better go get the money from their wife's aunt or ungle.

 

But suppose people come in and they have a million and they

want another million to pile on top of it,

Why, you brim with the milk of human kindness and you

urge them to accept every drop of it,

And you lend them the million so then they have two million

and this gives them the idea that they would be better off

with four,

So they already have two million as security so you have no

hesitation in lending them two more,

And all the vice-presidents nod their heads in rhythm,

And the only question asked is do the borrowers want the

money sent or do they want to take it withm.

 

Because I think they deserve our appreciation and thanks,

the jackasses who go around saying that health and happi-

ness are everything and money isn't essential,

Because as soon as they have to borrow some unimportant

money to maintain their health and happiness they starve

to death so they can't go around any more sneering at good

old money, which is nothing short of providential.

 

Ogden Nash

[wolfie]

The collective noun for bankers is a "Wunch",

 

 

 

 

 

 

as in a "Wunch of Bankers".

[Cleopatra]

I think you got that wrong - it's a bunch of w*****s

[wolfie]

Well spotted Cleo. :roll:

[Cleopatra]

Don't roll your eyes at me wolf! I'll just roll them back to you!