Lucky Lutnick:
There once was a trader named Lutnick, quite lucky,
Who missed work that day—fate was strangely plucky.
While towers were torn,
And so many mourned,
He lived by a twist that feels uncanny.
But later in talk of dark Epstein lore,
He rambled and shared just a bit too much more.
In stories he spun,
Some threads came undone—
And questions knocked hard at his door.
