It's A Zoo Out There (Economically Speaking) Poem by Joe Rosochacki

Wall St., Main Street, and now the Zoo?
Could it be that the Bronx Zoo, a kind of an ark, ran aground,
Was Madoff at the helm not Noah?
People are being evicted, People are losing jobs,
Now animals are being evicted?
How does one evict an animal such as a dourocoulis?
Arabian Oryx?
Blesbok?
They not adoptable by urban standards.
What if Noah said “I can’t afford to feed these animals, throw them over board? ”
The Bronx Zoo is forced to evict some species,
In fact, the zoo's whole Rare Animal Range will soon go,
as will foxes, deer, and the guanaco,
(a relative to the llama)
But where are they going to place them? In foster zoos?
GM is sticking by their Impalas, (down-sized but they still here,)
Mercury had its Lynx’s
(not a studio technology company)
And it’s Cougars,
(not middle aged women getting their timing belts adjusted,)
And Dodge had its Colts, (not made in Indianapolis,)
And the Jaguars went ‘Tata’.
But ‘da’noive’* of the zoo, Lucky for me,
My wife, Judy, and I are far away from the Bronx Zoo,
Otherwise she would take all the ‘critters’ away,
She’s a kind of Elly May Clampett in her own way.

(* Bronxonian for ‘the nerve’)
(4-27-09)