This Poem is a Blatant Ripoff [ is there any other kind? ]

theres a startup in my head
and its books are in the red
from a disappointing I P O

for my corporation brain
needs a broker to explain
what to do and where to go

I have seen somewhere in a dream
that behind every rhyme is a dollar sign
waiting impatiently to increase my equity
avoiding recession topping expectation
selling high
buying low

I’ve a golden parachute
when the numbers go kaput
in a fancy quid pro quo

where any liability
is not attributed to me
when the proxy board votes no

you will find in the bottom line
that your entity is but a commodity
with so many selfs sitting on a shelf
lawyers galore serving writs keeping score
selling high
buying low