Eat Your Heart Out, Gordon Gekko

All I want is all of you.

Your thoughts, your heart, your time,

every last drop.

Zealously I’ve cherished you,

and for my work, I’d like payment in

cold hard you.

I am a big-shot, fat-cat, power-suit-wearing, take-no-prisoners New York stock broker,

and you are Wall Street,

and I won’t rest until I know

I’ve begged, borrowed, stolen, embezzled, scammed, schemed, and traded

for every last penny of you.