rowdy ocean tides,
are scorched thunder to timid
ripples of payouts.
a squeaked request asked,
is turned asunder aghast,
loose change i can't spare.
December 9, 2008
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As the dredges of Wall Street deepen the flowing rivers of money, this humble blog tries to add a little soul - with news in verse.
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