Revenge is a Dish Best Served in Court

A professor fired from his position at a Goldman Sachs owned university contributed the following poem to the blog to commemorate a recent SEC lawsuit against the investment giant.

Warning, the following poem contains language that may be inappropriate for children.


The Screwers get Screwed
by B.H.

Maybe Goldman Sachs has just begun
To be hit with nasty smoking guns
I hope the SEC throws it all, and
Every bit sticks to the wall
Those spawns of Satan
Could it possibly be?
They will be hanged en masse
From the SEC tree?
(hee hee hee!)

You fired me once
Tis all you can do
But I can watch-
One by one
As the the lot of you
No longer so bold
From your big
Stack of gold-
You'll wriggle and squirm
And turn on each other
As ill-gotten gains
Turn to personal pain
Just for you mothers

So break out the gin
and the tonic too
While you choke I'll grin
As you piss, swing and twitch
Like modern day witches
You sons of a bitch!

May you spend eternity
in your sub-prime hell
your soul foreclosed
and nothing to sell.

I'll sit back with delight
At the pitiful sight
Of sniveling men as
they start to unravel
When justice is delivered
The screwers get screwed
As an old splintered gavel
Is shoved up their asses
To the laughing approval
of the great huddled masses.