You talk, talk, talk
Giants made of clouds
Quacks and golden eggs
More is the demand
Stockholders cry out
I wonder why?
The machine doesn’t work
Let the gods proclaim
Productivity fell
Down the rainbow
Then the Gods squeezed
Until diamonds popped out
Grimm accounting
Fairy tale results
How could this be
You’ll soon see
The machine doesn’t work
A princess without a crown
A fairy Godmother on her payroll
Media savvy scalpel in her hands
A lazy princess who always sleeps
Spends her days reading tabloids
With slice and an advertising loaded dice
A pretty princess becomes a bitch
What’s the lilly-pilly matter
All shall soon be revealed
The machine doesn’t work
Laughing dragons
Call for help
Restructure all the knights
The elected king nods, yes nods
Shining armour replaced with lead
While peasants and villages are burnt out
Then toady developers quickly move in
The poor wail out for regal relief
And the king pronounces
‘No need to worry’
‘The magic of productivity will save you all’
(The king’s treasurer issued a statement that stated that a feasibility study was initiated, followed by community consultation which resulted in a paper in which it was revealed that one lead coated knight to nine dragons within defined magical field of reasonable influence enables
a greater productive outcome.)
Can numbers really lie?
The truth one can never find
Why?
The machine doesn’t work.
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