Poem: Capitalism Creeps

Capitalism creeps it seeks out new things to capitalise (on) – the clue is in the name. The name is the game.

Look for future markets by looking outside of any market – bring something in if you can smell a big clip of the ticket.

That’s the trick. That’s the very ticket – and it’s always clipping-time.

Capitalism creeps over me and over you. It’s all over…