Face Book Banking

I went to the bank for some cash
But tellers were having a gnash
The ATM died
The Manager cried
And said he'd be back in a flash
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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November 6, 2019 at 2:55 PM
When we lose power after hurricanes, ATMs are useless and the banks are closed, sometimes for days. We've learned to take out some cash beforehand, but we always worry whether it will be enough. Your fun limerick hits the nail on the head. Hugs, Carolyn
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