Old Snivelus Slump was not happy at all.
His 401-k was still stuck in free fall.
His job could be outsourced now any old day.
His middle class status was slipping away.
Was he at the lowest point of this rough time?
Could Snivelus hope that a new day would shine?
Instead of just sitting ‘round feeling depressed,
Old Slump crossed his fingers and hoped for the best.