Gloomberg

Hang your head and count your cursings/Worrywarts are rife and welcome/Put a mousetrap on your purse strings/Soon high water; sooner Hell’s come.

Grinners laughers friendlies ticketed/Rants and ranters championed/Free&Easers get persnicketed/Dimed and quartered; amply dunned.

You don’t like it? Hit the road, Bud/Sunshine lover? Not our kind/Lead balloon and splat-implode-thud/Pull the blest venetian blind.

City limits marked with waxwork/Downtown’s square between my ears/My brain’s Gloomberg: Death and Tax work/Overtime to stoke the drears.