In honor of the pirate CEO

With snickers and a wink and nod they gave that man first chair.
They set him in it like a king, "We hope you like it there."

A million two per quarter pay, perhaps a million eight.
"He's worth the price", they grinned and laughed. "We know he'll pull his weight."

In three short years he wrecked the place and drove it to the ground.
Those jobs were lost, no R&D, no market share was found.

Shareholders screamed, "Just can the rat! We've had all we can take!"
They failed to see the crony game and credentials that were fake.

So Congress said, "We'll check this out, and try to quell the noise."
All the while they smugly smirked, "We got yer back, my boys."

So when the shares did plummet fast, and plummet oh they did,
the board room finally acquiesced and let go of the kid.

His last bold move was to dig deep and grab a hundred million.
If he could have gotten 'way with it, he'd have taken half a billion.

The same old song, the same old dance,
the same pony and pup.

Excuse me please 'cause I must go drop coins in Wall Street's cup.

2008 G.E. Sattler