The Buffett Tax is looming
The divorce payments booming
The real estate bubble has exploded
Your derivative investments have imploded.
My Sympathy.

Your banker friend in Switzerland
Squealed to the IRS
Your hidden stash of money
Has landed you in a mess.
My Sympathy.

Greece’s economy has gone under
Your drachma investment was a blunder.
You sank the rest in housing deals
And now you’re quite down at the heels.
My Sympathy.

All your investments have all gone bust
Especially that real estate investment trust
You’ve nothing left but bills and taxes
While lawyers attack with calls and faxes.
My Sympathy. 

You signed on as the CEO
But profits plunged so you had to go
The buyout you got was a mere eight million
Now you’re the laughing stock of the cotillion.
My Sympathy.

Your staff kept your private jet neat as a pin.
You never even spoke the words “overhead bin.” 
Now your jet is gone and when you fly 
You take off your shoes like a regular guy.
My Sympathy. 

You stirred your coffee with a silver spoon.
Your stock portfolio was over the moon!
Now the money’s gone. You’re eating spam.
You’re the Walmart greeter who calls me Ma’am.
My sympathy.