153 April 25, 2021April 24, 2021 ~ The Hermit Poet's Ramblings I never laugh at others misery However This time it is worthy Smaller and smaller The number of places for the corrupt to hide Stashing the cash In safe locations Is like sticking a finger in a beehive The barristers who wash the money Do not have complete control anymore Setting up shell companies is the game No one knows in whose name For decades the scheme worked The data kept in nice little paper books Today information online Compromised security Could put all involved In a very bad bind Maybe time to go back to old school Buy Private Island And Bury currency, diamonds, gold coins Under the mansion’s swimming pool Share this: Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Share on Nextdoor (Opens in new window) Nextdoor Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on Threads (Opens in new window) Threads Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Like Loading... Related
👌 what a mouthful! Ought to be banned but today Impossible. 🙏 job!