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Tuesday, September 16, 2008

interest rate haiku



In a whisk of greed
whiter than the price of rice:
a scrambled nest egg.



Posted by instapoet at 16:26
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Labels: bank failure, bankruptcy, poetry, retirement fund, wall street

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