Jenny

I think of my friend, my eyes full of tears With her soft golden coat and drooping ears As a puppy I recall she was so full of fun With her brown eyes bright, catching the sun She fetched the sticks and dug her holes She played with stones, rubber toys and coals Her...

The Crazy Moneymen

No one could fail to have noticed As it was broadcast in pictures and sound The money markets were in trouble Causing a run on the pound They sat there in front of their computers Boasting of the money they’d made By buying the mighty deutsch mark Oh what a profitable...