Poets have always found inspiration from the world around them, and I am no exception. I felt particularly inspired after reading this line from yesterday’s Catherine Reagor article in the Arizona Republic:
Big lenders and Wall Street investors are going after Arizona mortgage brokers, appraisers, real estate agents, title firms and home buyers for fraud.
So with Reagor’s article in mind, here’s my contemporary update of "The House that Jack Built."
Here’s the appraiser who’s lies didn’t faze her,
That hid the value of Jack’s house.
This is the builder who’s smiles hid his frowns,
With lots of incentives as well as buy-downs,
Here’s the appraiser who’s lies didn’t faze her,
That hid the value of Jack’s house.
Here is the agent who now Jack can’t trace-
Whose oversized cobroke was such a disgrace.
This is the builder who’s smiles hid his frowns,
With lots of incentives as well as buy downs.
Here’s the appraiser who’s lies didn’t faze her,
That hid the value of Jack’s house.
Here is the broker that wrote up the loan,
Whose annual reset has caused Jack to moan.
Here is the agent who now he can’t trace-
Whose oversized cobroke was such a disgrace.
This is the builder who’s smiles hid his frowns,
With lots of incentives as well as buy downs.
Here’s the appraiser who’s lies didn’t faze her,
That hid the value of Jack’s house.
Here’s bagholder Jack, fleeced and shorn
Holding his NOT* with a face forelorn
Now reading his loan docs all tattered and torn
to see who he might sue when comes Monday morn-
Perhaps the broker that wrote up the loan,
Whose annual reset has caused Jack to moan.
Perhaps the agent who now he can’t trace-
Whose oversized cobroke was such a disgrace.
Perhaps the builder who’s smiles hid his frowns,
With lots of incentives as well as buy downs.
Or the appraiser who’s lies didn’t faze her,
That hid the value of Jack’s house.
*[A NOT is a "Notice of Trustee's Sale."]
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Twist just summed up the last couple hundred sidebar articles in a few lines.
When she decides to post the
“I Knew a Speculator Who Swallowed a Fly” version,
I’ll have something else to teach the kids in poetry class!
Perhaps a “Twisted” version of “Casey at the Bat” in honor of the emerging bubble poster boy, Casey Serin?
(( pun ==> groan ))
Hunter -
I grew up two doors up from Chris Bing. Too bad I haven’t seen him in 40-odd years! He might have been able to help.
Asset Hunter-
There is no joy in Mudville- flighty Casey has struck out.
I can see the potential here… : )
John M. – First thing to pop into my mind was the movie where Rodney Dangerfield went back to college, and hired Kurt Vonnegut to write a paper for him on… Kurt Vonnegut.
No doubt it would be fantastic if your old neighbor edited his classic for our fine, felonious friend… but I’m not sure Casey needs THAT much more exposure.
Twist – writing the last line of the poem first? Is that what S. Covey means by “begin with the end in mind?”
If you run out of poems, just think of all the potential song parodies!
Too Legit to Quit
Sink the Bismark
Hammertime
Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald
Folsum Prison Blues
Momma’s Don’t Let Your Babies Grow up to be …
Are You Sure ______ Done It This Way?
OK… I don’t even know where to stop with this list…
But just one more for our Buck Owens fans: The Streets of Bakersfield
Asset Hunter-
For easy parody today, there’s always Queen- “And another one’s gone, another one’s gone- another one bites the dust!”
Too easy, unfortunately.
That would be great background music for his website!
fyi: my anti-spam word: freddie (mercury???) spooky!!!!
I’d previously suggested “Wolf Creek Pass”, by CW McCall as being perhaps even more apropos than the picture of a rollercoaster for the out-of-control wild ride we will likely experience on our way towards reversion to the mean (emphasis in original).
That being said, we could reserve “The Mary Ellen Carter”, by Stan Rogers for coming out of the bottom of this thing.