Debt Be Not Proud

Debt be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Fault not, poore debt, nor canst thou bury mee.
From triplet A's, we'll never slip to bee,
Much pleasure, from thy issue, much more must flow,
And soonest our accounts of thee doe grow.
Issue forth bonds, and proceed treasurie.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with parties, warre, and lobbying dwell,
And stimulus can make us spend as well,
And better spend than starve; why swell'st thou then?
No tax increases, but let spending grow:
Ceiling shall bind no more; debt, thou shalt owe.

Based on the 17th Century poem Death Be Not Proud (or Divine Sonnet X) by John Donne