In the markets, numbers soar and fall,
A dance of money, a constant brawl,
Economy, the grand machine,
Whose workings no one can quite glean.
Supply and demand, the golden rule,
The invisible hand that's never cruel,
Prices rise and businesses thrive,
A bustling hive that's always alive.
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Amidst the world of commerce and trade
Lies the foundation of our daily brigade
Economy, the heart of our monetary system
A complex structure that we can't help but listen
It's a web of transactions and values
Where supply and demand leads to venues
Where products are sold and services are bought
And every penny counts, or else it's for naught
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The economy, a force of great might
A complex web, woven tight
Of markets, goods, and services, all
In constant flux, rise and fall
It's a living thing, this economy
Breathing, growing, changing constantly
With supply and demand as its heart
It beats and thrives, a work of art
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Amidst the ebbs and flows of life,
The economy stands tall and rife,
A system of trade, a force of change,
A web of transactions, an endless exchange.
It ebbs and flows like a tide,
And often, it's hard to decide,
Whether it's on the rise or the fall,
Or if it's stable or not at all.
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The economy, a complex beast
With countless tendrils stretching east to west
It's fueled by commerce, trade, and demand
And shaped by policies put forth by the land.
At times it's stable, and growth abounds
Jobs are plentiful, and prosperity surrounds
But in downturns, the beast does falter
And pain is felt by every son and daughter.
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They rise and fall
With the madness of seasons
They harden and decay
According to the wretchedness of harvests
Wars and stumbling markets harm them
They are like waking and slumbering
Sunrise and sunset
The palpitation of the heart
Rise . . .
Fall . . .
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The wheels of commerce turn and spin,
A dance of supply and demand begin,
The pulse of the economy beats on,
A rhythm that can never be gone.
Money flows like a river wild,
Creating fortunes for the deft and skilled,
But for those who lack the means to thrive,
The system seems cruel and unjust in their eyes.
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The economy, a force of great might
A complex web, woven tight
Of markets, goods, and services, all
In constant flux, rise and fall
It's a living thing, this economy
Breathing, growing, changing constantly
With supply and demand as its heart
It beats and thrives, a work of art
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Amidst the winds of change and fate,
The economy doth fluctuate,
A force so mighty and so great,
Determining the state of every nation's fate.
It ebbs and flows like ocean's tide,
A reflection of the world outside,
With markets rising and falling like the sun,
An endless cycle that's never done.
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The economy is like an ocean vast,
Where ebbs and flows mark each day's contrast,
Money flows like waves upon the shore,
And jobs and industries seek to explore.
Sometimes the tide is high and strong,
And markets flourish all day long,
Investors smile and businesses thrive,
And the people's hopes and dreams come alive.
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