Through Bankruptcy,
She’s Free From Debt

Through bankruptcy, she’s free from debt,
No monthly payments does she make,
And though her credit’s now a wreck,
More dunning calls she need not take;
To get collectors off her neck
Her master cards she did forsake.

A purchase here, a dinner there,
And pretty soon her total bills
Had got so big she had no prayer
To pay the rent, forget the frills.
Then came the time she thought it fair
A judge should ease her money ills.

Does she weep, does she feel seedy?
And does she wear a scarlet B?
No, she thinks her lenders greedy,
To screw them feels good, actually.
And again when she feels needy
She knows they’ll be there—for a fee.

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©2002 Michael Silverstein