In the quiet hum of numbers’ dance,
Lies a story of balance, fate, and chance.
Columns align like stars in the night,
Guiding us through economic light.

Ledger pages whisper tales untold,
Of fortunes gained and assets sold.
In every debit, a credit awaits,
A symphony of figures and fates.

Equations bind like time’s own thread,
Ensuring truth in what’s been said.
Through audits’ gaze, clarity we find,
A mirror to the business mind.

Oh, keeper of the fiscal flame,
In your records, lies no shame.
For in your hands, the future grows,
With every number that you compose.