How The Rich Stole Christmas

Reprise of an Oldie but Goodie:

Now the middle of classes were middler than most

They had oodles of things on which they could boast.

They had cars, and houses, and TVs and more

They were boasting and boasting of goodies galore.

Til one day the bottom all dropped out from under

The middle of classes was torn quite asunder.

The greed of the 1% people with money

Decided to steal all the milk and the honey.

There’d be no Christmas at least for the middle

Their savings had dried up to less than a piddle.

No tea set for Susie, no train set for Bill,

No help for their parents from Capitol Hill.

A man with a tax plan who called himself Grover

Determined the American Dream was now over.

From now on he’d fight for only the wealthy

The richest of rich and the healthiest of healthy.

No tax for the millionaires claimed Grover’s pledge

We’ll push all the Middlers straight up to the edge.

I promise you, promise you, promise you all

If you sign on the line, working people will fall.

They’ll all lose their jobs, they’ll go hungry and then

If they dare try to make it, we’ll push them again.

Their paychecks will dwindle, they’ll beg for our mercy

Especially the ones who were born in New Jersey.

Wisconsans, Ohioans all wanting to bargain

We’ll teach them new words in our greediness jargon.

Down with new taxes and up with bank fees

We’ll squeeze and we’ll squeeze and we’ll squeeze till they wheeze.

And then Grover laughed, yes he laughed till he cried

He looked in the camera with a face full of snide.

I told you I’d do it, I told you I could

Put all of those lawmakers up to no good.

This Christmas will only be happy for some

The very tip tippy top tippy top ones.

He finished his tirade with one last remark

Keep those Damn Hippies out of Zucotti Park.