Benjamin Posted June 25, 2015 Share Posted June 25, 2015 There's some who'd sell their mothers For a villa in the sun. Who'd lie and cheat on others Then smile when it was done. A skull and crossbones was their flag In cruel days gone by: They'd pillage, steal, deceive and brag.. When caught, we'd hang 'em.. High! But decency's a business suit And grog's become champagne. The world a softer place to loot And banks: "The Spanish Main" For 'hi-tec' alter-ego spooks Of Tudor 'Privateers', Protected.. Rarely named as crooks And honoured, with their shares. Yet filtered through the ragged hole of an expenses claim, Descends a ghoul who'd sell his soul To boast an honest name. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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