The Three Bozos of the Apocalypse

The Three Bozos of the Apocalypse

The automotive jet set goes to Washington.


To beg for some money to clear up their debt,
The boss men by whom poor Detroit is beset
Went begging to Congress as supplicants–yet,
Each boss man arrived in his luxury jet.
The boss men’s requests are at this point unmet,
While Congress still wonders: How dumb can you get?

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