John Maynard Keynes
John Maynard Keynes
“The extraordinarily pernicious and malignant figure”
—Murray Rothbard
John Maynard Keynes was a terrible shit.
John Maynard Keynes was a bitch.
Let’s toss off a bumper to John Maynard Keynes,
With his walk like a stork and his head full of brains,
Who made himself filthily rich.
John Maynard Keynes was a snob and a shit.
Did he know? Yes he did. Did he care? Not a bit.
He could scratch where the world had an itch.
John Maynard Keynes made a fortune in stocks
And lost it again in the crash.
But he finished up richer, did John Maynard Keynes,
And he rode round in limos, not buses or trains,
With a thumping great wallet of cash.
John Maynard Keynes made a fortune in stocks
And he stayed in the game when the ship hit the rocks,
With a suitcase of gold in his stash.
John Maynard Keynes ruled the roost up at King’s,
Where the world came to sit at his feet.
So he told them a tale, did this John Maynard Keynes,
And they swallowed it whole, silly sheep, plat and plain,
Giving scarcely a contrary bleat.
John Maynard Keynes was the King up at King’s.
As a class they kiss arse, it’s just one of those things
With an upper-crust ruling elite.
John Maynard Keynes was the cock of the walk
Where he strutted with birds of a feather
He dreamed up a palace, did John Maynard Keynes.
But it shimmered and fell. You can see the remains,
And there’s no-one to put it together.
John Maynard Keynes was the cock of the walk
He could smile like a shark and, Lord, how he could talk,
But his talk couldn’t alter the weather.
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