POEM✍️
I wondered around a fountain pondering on never-ending theories😑.
Of past scholars who struggled for the glory, their stories🎓.
I seem to move closer..
And when I think I’ve gotten to the shore.
Some stranger would pop up and say its arrant nonsense.
Hey! Who goes you?
What course are you studying?
“I’m an Accounting student”, I responded.
“So you’re an accounting student” a voice approaching but hollow.
I premeditated the misconception of what would follow.
“You go too like moni ooo” she jokingly finished😄😄.
Slightly irritated I thought to myself, that’s intense.
And why her voice gotta be so high-pitched?
I love money? Yes, I love money. Who hate money?😏
My reply to her sounds like a question.
Why can’t you solve world financial crisis? She asks me💁.
Well, that’s pathetic.
It bit by bit, so I’m sorry.
Why does our country have a weak financial stability?
As an accountant,
Uhmm. We truly proffer solutions. Ensure a balance😁.
But it is up to government to use it.
Maximize the money flow💵.
Then, apply necessary principles. We’re good.
Thoughts now on going further
Or maybe I shouldn’t bother.
Explain to her the fundamentals.
After all, there is lots of diversity.
Don’t get lost. Stay with the flow.
We’ve got policies too, but not worth it.
She didn’t ask why to supply it🤔.
My dear, I don’t have the answers to everything😏.
But I have all the answers that I need🙂.
Hope I supplied enough for your greed.
Your questions are demanding.
She said “Hmmm…”
Spoken like a true accountant😌.
And probably said quite enough, isn’t it?
She asked for my number…
And there it was guys, the rest was history🤗🙂.
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