A nasty crash in the Country's Finance
leads the business world 'a dance'...
Some lucky folk are made of money
all their days are bright and sunny,
but the unemployed are full of woe,
hardly knowing which way to go.
Some problems are solved by trial & error,
the outcome bringing financial pleasure.
But positive thinking must come into play,
to keep the severest decline at bay.
Society of Treasurers could show the way.
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