Treasury Letter from 1984

[JohnnyCash]

[banjo]
People lemme tell ya 'bout a con named Jay
poor tax attorney couldn't get the time o day.
Then one day he was auditing the bank
when he stumbled on the truth, the source o that stank
Banker pulls him over say: 'It's the worlds best scam.
Now you work for us Jay, stop your runnin' on the lam'

Next thing you know ol' Jay's a millionaire,
His kinfolk say, 'Jay, move away from there!'
Mimic patriots on the 'net, This is what ya oughta do'
so he started up the webstie, called it quatloo
loos, that is, fictional money, private credit.

Well now it's time to say goodbye to Jay and all his kin.
They would like to thank you folks fer kindly droppin' in.
You're all invited back next week to this locality
To have a heapin' helpin' of their disinfo-tality

Agents that is. Set a spell, Take your shoes off.

Y'all come back now, y'hear?