To manage your 401(k), thou must be wise,
Not let it sail in hapless autopilot guise.
For oft, just like good ale, it falls behind,
Pray, stir it up, let not your wealth unwind.

Speaker Johnson with a plan to beat,
The threat of shutdown, our foes defeat.
With holy ale, he plans to extend,
God's bounty till the year's next bend.

More, thou sayest? Spend not thy gold,
For times are bad, or so I'm told.
Like wine too strong, it clouds thy sight,
Save thy coin, till the time is right.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur