Come along with me, my young entrepreneur,
and we'll butcher the last blue whale.
There's tons of money in blubber these days,
especially when
for the sacred yen
you hold a closeout sale.

Let's strip-mine Mount Kilimanjaro, too;
(we'll placate the dumb natives with booze.)
They'll work all month for two bucks, y'know.
The bottom line
is really fine,
I just don't see how we can lose.

Then on to Brazil, where we'll slash and burn
the great forests which cleanse our air.
Too bad for the quetzals and jaguars and stuff,
but trees are trees,
so if you please,
keep those eco-freaks out of my hair.

We know that Antarctica's loaded with coal,
and it's only ten thousand feet deep.
Let's mine it with thermonuclear bombs,
melt the ice,
fix the price,
and stay all warm and snug as we sleep.

So fire up that backhoe, my eager lad,
and help gangbang Ma Nature all day.
Despoiling for profit is marvelous fun.
Go to it, boy.
Enjoy, enjoy!
Give 'em hell, and get rich on the way.

LW