Burton's always loved the Psalms. He tells me there's a lovely, double-entry kind of parallelism to their poetry. When he hears a line like:
"Oh Lord, how many are my foes?
How have my enemies rose up against me"
he thinks of the first line as the debit, and the second as the credit. So after every couplet, in Burton's world, everything on the ledger is square.
Of course, some psalms have triplet paralellism. Something like:
"By day the Lord pours out his steadfast love
And at night his love is with me.
A prayer to the God of my life"
does his head in. It makes him all edgy. He tells me he wants to make a line up, just to make it all right. The praise ledgers are all unbalanced on his sheet.
It's not easy being an accountant. But then, it's no bed of roses trying to pastor them, either.