They said, “Offshore entities.”
They said, “Fraudulent means.”
They said, “Retirement accounts, empty.”
After Plunkitt of Tammany Hall,
I said, “I seen my opportunities, and I took ‘em.”
I said, “My eyes were larger
Than my accounts on shore.
My appetite ate my restraint.”
Leading me to my new office,
The corrections officer declares:
“Like death, justice is destiny.
Meet your cellmate Anthony
Who looks just like a manatee.”
Indeed, I have received
What has been coming.
My bloated Tony
Is oceanic, mammalian, ripe.
And time? Time is
A prescribed volume of anti-wrinkle ointment.
I’ve got it all over my hands.