June 20: Oh how the mighty fall ...

One there was this Admiral, who’d spent his life at sea

But with rank he saw entitlement, yes, give it all to me

From his Travel Card did he borrow, while commanding the whole fleet

But if a junior rank did such a thing, a court martial they’d meet

When the Admiral’s career it ended, he retired to St Ives

And his good life it continued, with two Beemers in his drive

Got the top job at Sydney Ferries, another fleet for him to lead

With it came a corporate credit card, and a conduit for his greed

                                                                            

That jewelry and the holidays, please put in on the plastic

The groceries and some nice red wine, my life it's so fantastic

I’ve got this bloody mortgage; it is so damn hard to pay

Thank goodness for this credit card, it really paves the way

I took the family to the shaky isles, for a lengthy holiday

But I’m a bit short on the readies, so I’ll get the taxpayers to pay

I wrote and told the Minister the ferries finances they were fine

A few anomalies not mentioned, ‘cause most of them were mine

I got hauled up before ICAC, my good times soon were done

My card’s a million in the red, and my life had lost its fun

What really is the problem, I’m the boss here don’t you know

I have wants that need financing, despite my poor cash flow

I pleaded guilty at the very end, I saw the writing on the wall

What is that old saying, yes, “oh how the mighty fall”

I stood so still before the judge as he sentenced me to jail

My life before it was so good, but it’s now a complete fail

But I still could get an ICO, and my liberty might maintain

I’ll tell him that I’m sorry and contrite, and avoid that further pain

Once I sailed the seven seas, in charge with a fox’s cunning

Now I’m selling nuts and bolts as I sail the aisles in Bunnings