Spoiled Rotten

Yes, even a billionaire can be white trash,
As a court of law will surely show it
When his testimony is balderdash  
Compared to the words of any poet.
 
Yes, even a bard whose words are the worst
Will come across as a breath of fresh air
Next to the boomer tantrums which have nursed
The creature comfort culture of despair
And country club pundits eager to bitch
That the ghetto state of similitude
Is only rectified by being rich,
Bloviated, vulgar, and extra rude...
 
Until jurisprudence, at length, will say
That cash won't always let you have your way.