If He Were Alive Today, Mayhap, Mr. Morgan Would Sit on the Midget's Lap by Ogden Nash
"Beep-beep. BANKERS TRUST AUTOMOBILE LOAN You'll find a banker at Bankers Trust" Advertisement in N.Y. Times
When comes my second childhood, As to all men it must, I want to be a banker Like the banker at Bankers Trust. I wouldn't ask to be president Or even assistant veep, I'd only ask for a kiddie car And permission to go beep-beep.
The banker at Chase Manhattan, He bids a polite Good-day; The banker at Immigrant Savings Cries Scusi! and Olé! But I'd be a sleek Ferrari Or perhaps a joggly jeep, And scooting around at Bankers Trust, Beep-beep, I'd go, beep-beep.
The trolley car used to say clang-clang And the choo-choo said toot-toot, But the beep of the banker at Bankers Trust Is every bit as cute. Miaow, says the cuddly kitten, Baa, says the woolly sheep, Oink, says the piggy-wiggy, And the banker says beep-beep.
So I want to play at Bankers Trust Like a hippety-hoppety bunny, And best of all, oh best of all, With really truly money. Now grown-ups dear, it's nightie-night Until my dream comes true, And I bid you a happy boop-a-doop And a big beep-beep adieu.