In halls of figures, where truth's unveiled,
Audit's embrace, the stories curtailed.
Numbers entwine, a dance so grand,
Financial secrets, in firm's hand.

Ledger's canvas, where transactions paint,
A story woven, faint and quaint.
With careful eyes, we scrutinize,
Numbers' truths, beneath the guise.

Balance sheets stand, like sentinel towers,
Guarding secrets of fiscal hours.
Income flows like a river's course,
Audit's touch, reveals its source.

In whispered whispers of every line,
Hidden...