Brake
Willows wheeze while traders weep
A head for softer shoulders grasped
Spread another bid too deep
On margin calling crumpled dreams collapsed
Umbrellas saved the follicles
While frozen feet alarmed by sudden cold
Observe the blaze advanced to diabolical
All paper perished, all future visions sold
Jackals trace the wall of worry
Dining on the furtive few
Until at last the feast of falling flurry
All pensioners resolve eschewed
Copyright © Fred Jagenberg | Year Posted 2020
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