Hello all, with today being a day of leisure I composed a poem. Let me know what you think. I have a working title, The Debtor's Poem.
Umm humm! Here goes.
The road to financial freedom is not straight. There is a curve called temptation, brake lights called confusion, sleeping policemen called shops, red lights called arrears, and tyre flats called stress. (needs alot more work here) Okay, the rest of it.
But, if you have a spare tyre called determinaton, an engine called perseverence, debtor's insurance called faith, a driver called responsibility, you will achieve a place called financial freedom.
Well?
I also have a dilemma. There was a debt collector, a bailiff, and a creditor sitting in a boat in the middle of the ocean. The boat had a hole in the bottom and was filling up with water. There's only 1 life jacket. WHO would you give it to and why? I shall start.
I would save the debt collector. Because, s/he would always ring me at 8:00 am every morning and I would never be late for work. Ha!
Your turn.[:D]
All I have left is my humour.
