“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Wednesday, October 24, 2018
Financial Sense Ability
Accountants and Universities
all too often
forget
that they provide a service
apart
from guarding the gold
the service would be of no use
had not the need to know
arose
and smelled like a rat.
Painting by Thomas Eakins, 'Professor Benjamin Howard' c. 1874 [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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