He was a captain of industry
In meaningful trousers
And an upright shirt
There to bring efficiency
To an inefficient land
The people hated him
Which was fine
Because to him they were not people
How could they be?
In their unfocussed jeans
And floppy shirts
He fired them all
And replaced them with robots
Hard, dark, and not fond of unions
And when he was done
A robot replaced him
Which was fine
Because he had stock options
And a really great severance package