On Wall Street, nine financial firms and banks
That Washington (read you and I) bailed out,
Are five billion dollars into old pranks,
For five thousand dealers, but please don’t shout.
Those million-dollar bonuses are through.
I’ve found a remedy (for me and you).
A.I., or Artificial Intelligence,
Some fear will some day conquer humankind.
On Wall Street, though, the menace makes good sense.
Those quick new trader-robots come to mind.
Although they give advantage that’s unfair,
They don’t want millions just because they’re there.
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