Editor’s note: The following is a poem written by Sharon Hoover and re-printed with her permission.
Twas the year Recession came,
Gave families time to play board games.
Encouraged us all to eat at home,
Offered us reasons not to roam.
Assuming of course you’ve still got a place,
Since banks are failing at a rapid pace.
Never knew bankers could be so dumb
That they’re not responsible for the things they’ve done.
Paper stocks are paper thin;
Oh, what a mess the