Welcome to the Love Bank
We would like to
Make a fixed deposit.
Search for a seat
Take a number for two.
Discuss the rate of returns, say,
To a slip of statement.
Whisper in mild merriment,
And hope to bank on a Sunday.
Mysterious forces will depreciate devalue and denounce our bond,
So let us find the nearest cash machine.
Should the funds dwindle, long gone,
Past transactions can still be seen.
There was little interest despite the investments we sank -
We would like to make a fixed deposit into the Bank.
LeNut
Trying to escape from school work haah here's a substandard poem that combines my love for econs and banks!
