Appointed by men with shrunken souls,
Freedom couldn’t pay their rent.
Still upper house consent did poll,
Serving against the people’s bent.
Twas pre-ordained by ancient law, they say.
Reagan, then Bush, fed a rising tide,
While old lib justices ebbed, fell and died.
Turning the body right by five,
their millennial soup turning Gore aside.
Twas pre-ordained by ancient law, they say.
George packed the court – he had no clue,
Ruling by ruling, corp’s corpus accrued.
As charters became bodies flushed with coin,
unflushed were duly stripped to the loin.
Twas pre-ordained by ancient law, they say.
Then Pluts dwelt among us – and all around,
Reassigning money by leaps and bound.
Up went the power of corporate lords,
Stooping the shoulders of more fettered hordes.
Twas pre-ordained by ancient law, they say.
Yes, Corp corpuscles were on the boost,
And unwashed duly swept from the roost.
While Plut-consorting did erase,
Voting by people of darker race.
Twas pre-ordained by ancient law, they say.
Money flowed and words did fly,
Flushed out with cash, free votes did die.
Summarily darkness fell thru the land,
Democracy smashed by Ayn Rayn.
Twas pre-ordained by ancient law, they say.
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