A stranger stood at the gates of Hell
And the devil himself had answered the bell.
He looked him over, from head to toe
And said, My friend I'd like to know
What you have done in the line of sin,
To entitle you to come within..."
When Franklin D. with his usual guile
Stepped forth and flashed his toothy smile
When I took charge in thirty-three
A nation's faith was mine, said he.
I promised this and I promised that
And I calmed them down with a fire-side chat.
I spent their money on fishing trips
And fished from the decks of their battle ships-
I gave them jobs on the PWA
then I raised their taxes and took it away!
I killed their pigs and I burned their crops
Raised their wages and closed their shops.
I double crossed both old and young
And still the fools, my praises sung.
I brought back beer and what do you think
I taxed it so high they couldn't drink.
I furnished money and government loans,
When they missed a payment I took their homes.
When I wanted to punish the folks you know,
I'd put my wife on the radio
I paid them to let their farms lie still,
And imported food-stuffs from Brazil.
I curtailed crops when I felt real mean
And I shipped in corn from the Argentine!
When they'd start to worry, stew or fret,
I'd get them to chanting the alphabet.
With the AAA and the NIB
The WPA and the CCC.
With these many units I got their goats
And still I crammed it down their throats!
My workers worked with the speed of snails
While the tax-payers chewed their finger nails.
When the re-organizers needed dough
I closed up plants for the CJO!
I ruined jobs and I ruined health
And I put the screws on the rich man's wealth!
And some who couldn't stand the gaff
Would call on me and how I would laugh.
When they got too strong on certain things
I'd pack and head for old Warm Springs.
I ruined their country, their homes, and then
I placed the blame on the NINE OLD MEN!
Now Franklin talked both long and loud
And the devil stood and his head was bowed.
At last he said, "Let's make it clear,
You'll have to go; you can't stay here.
For once you've mingled with this mob,
I'd have to hunt me another job!
NOTE
Written by my Aunt Letti Barron long ago!
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