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With Enron’s suspect bookkeeping so much in the news these days, a verse addressing this subject seemed in order. I base this one, "The Auditors’ Song," on that classic labor era ditty, "The Tarrier’s Song." Please feel free to join in on the chorus.

The Auditors’ Song

Bill, auditors, bill.
Bill you auditors, bill.
You just turn away
And let your clients play
When, you go, to check their books,
Now bill you auditors, bill.

Ev’ry morning, you man the forts,
Overlooking quirks in their annual reports,
And the front office says, get some good results,
We don’t just peddle audits, we also do consults.

Refrain:
Bill, auditors, bill.
Bill you auditors, bill.
You just turn away
And let your clients play
When, you go, to check their books,
Now bill you auditors, bill.

With Enron’s bust, the game’s gone sour,
The lawyers are queuing, it’s not your finest hour.
Some heads will roll and it’s pretty clear,
New outside regulators, will surely soon appear.

Refrain:
Bill, auditors, bill.
Bill you auditors, bill.
You just turn away
And let your clients play
When, you go, to check their books
Now bill you auditors, bill.
Play square, you’re fired!

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