Financial & Economic Blog

Let us go then, you and me, As all our liquid funds float out to sea Like stale bread crumbs cast upon the water; Let us go, through certain downtown streets, Littered with dead spreadsheets That lent an air of reason to stupidity, The shine of fiscal prudence to cupidity; Streets that bend and wind like a rationale Offered by our mercantile cabal That lead you to an overwhelming question... Oh, come on and quit your pouting! Let us go and make our outing.