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Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Bankers Are Just Like Anybody Else (Ogden Nash)

Zed resurrected this one...

Bankers Are Just Like Anybody Else, Except Richer
Ogden Nash

This is a song to celebrate banks,

Because they are full of money and you go into them and all you hear is clinks and clanks,

Or maybe a sound like the wind in the trees on the hills,

Which is the rustling of the thousand dollar bills.

Most bankers dwell in marble halls,

Which they get to dwell in because they encourage deposits and discourage withdrawals,

And particularly because they all observe one rule which woe betides the banker who fails to heed it,

Which is you must never lend any money to anybody unless they don't need it.

I know you, you cautious conservative banks!

If people are worried about their rent it is your duty to deny them the loan of one nickel, yes, even one copper engraving of the martyred son of the late Nancy Hanks;

Yes, if they request fifty dollars to pay for a baby you must look at them like Tarzan looking at an uppity ape in the jungle,

And tell them what do they think a bank is, anyhow, they had better go get the money from their wife's aunt or ungle.

But suppose people come in and they have a million and they want another million to pile on top of it,

Why, you brim with the milk of human kindness and you urge them to accept every drop of it,

And you lend them the million so then they have two million and this gives them the idea that they would be better off with four,

So they already have two million as security so you have no hesitation in lending them two more,

And all the vice-presidents nod their heads in rhythm,

And the only question asked is do the borrowers want the money sent or do they want to take it withm.

Because I think they deserve our appreciation and thanks,

the jackasses who go around saying that health and happiness are everything and money isn't essential,

Because as soon as they have to borrow some unimportant money to maintain their health and happiness they starve to death so they can't go around any more sneering at good old money, which is nothing short of providential.


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2 Comments:

At 6:53 PM, Blogger kenju said...

I love Ogden Nash, and I have not read anything by him in a long time. Thanks for reminding me Ineed to do that.

 
At 10:20 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I have read this poem in a book of Nash's poetry, and I'm pretty gosh dern sure that there are some words that are mising here. It doesn't matter where I go on the internet, every single page that has this poem is misssing those same words!

The part about "because I think that they deserve our appreciation and thanks,
the jackasses who go around saying that health and happiness are everything and money isn't essential," doesn't make any sense!

It should be something like,

"but really, don't think I don't have a fondness for banks,
because I think that they deserve our appreciation and thanks,
because the serve to eliminate the jackasses who go round saying that health and happiness are everything and money isn't essential"

I don't remember the exact words, but it was something like that, I'm sure of it. Why is everyone omitting those words?

 

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