The Wall Street Doggerel

Evicted from Easy Street,

Barricade on Main Street,

An accident on Kelly Street,

Gonna occupy Wall Street

I am the 99 per cent

I figure I’m owed, I paid my rent

Got my lawn chair and my cub tent

Gonna live where my money went

Police say don’t you go there

you’re not a skin head, not a long hair

Your injuries won’t be covered by medicare

You won’t fit in you old square

Can’t fit a revolution in a tweet

Won’t march to a drum I don’t beat

Charlene, the zombies are coming down Ramsey Street

We’re all gonna occupy Wall Street