�The Bank Of England�

Pretty green- where have you gone?
With the Thames now kissing Big Ben
And the Queen knee deep in seaweed
All the angry bears reclaiming their Busbies
As the London Eye turns on the tears
And there sits Mr. Calculator- wishing he’d done things differently.

See the helicopters overhead desperately searching the West End
She sent out the troops to save us all
But we have to wait and cling to the nearest wall
As there are celebrities that they need to get to first
They are all trapped in the basement of The Ivy
And with them stands Mr. Calculator and he’s crying, “Why didn’t I fall in love with something”

Scotland downs one more to wet the drenched babies head
Brave Wales waves goodbye to poor Irelands last vein attempts
The City bursts it’s banks in desperation which means that millions must perish  
And from here we can hear the young suits all screaming, “Why didn’t we see this coming last Monday?”
So there jumps Mr. Calculator, unable to face the world that he has created…
“Pretty green- where have you been?”
 

Reviews

[R J Askew]

Great satire. Like the angry bears going back for their skin. And the notion on saving the effing celebs first while the rest of us can hang. 'Why didn't I fall in love with something?' -- but all the Mr.Calculators did...their bonuses.

There is a grim truth behind what you write though as thousands will and already are losing their jobs and lives will be changed as a result of the crunch. Crime will probably go up and other bad social consequences will follow. Only one of the Bank of England's monetary policy committee saw it coming -- Blanchflower, an American -- and he has been saying, cut rates, cut rates for months. But he was a lone voice. They have since been cut and will be cut again next week. The rich won't suffer as much as the poor, as usual.

[Gandré]

Well done this one! I adored.