with apologies, (and caps), i offer:
Twas the night before Xmas
And all through the (ware)house
His Vealeship stocks were all sleeping
Just waiting for the post-Xmas bounce
While Tom in his skivvies
And Jane in her nightgown
They'd just settled in
Under blankets of goose down
When out on the lawn
There arose a big fuss
Tom stumbled from his bed
Muttering, "Wassupp?"
Away to the window
He flew like a flash
He drew back the curtains
And fell on his ass!
And what to his
Blood-shot eyes should appear?
A vision of Alan Greenspan
Dressed up like a reindeer.
"Hey Alan," Oldcat shouted
"Whatchya doin out there?
Come around to the back door
And I'll pop us some beers."
While Jane kept a snoring
Tom hurried downstairs
He ushered in Mr. Greenspan
And offered him a chair.
He popped 2 Old Milwaukee's
They fizzed in the night air
He handed one to Alan
And slid into his own chair.
Tom said, glass held high
"To Alan, my man!"
But his guest sighed and said,
"Call me MR. Greenspan."
"Tell me," Tom said
"When are rates coming down?"
After a sip of his brew
Mr. G. only frowned.
"Why the worry, Mr. V?"
Alan said with a nod
"The way I hear it,
You've got more money than God."
"Not quite," Tom replied
"But if it's all still the same
Let me tell you a story
A story of AIM"
"Aim, my ass," Greenspan declared
"This whole encounter seems kinda seedy."
"Not true," Tom Veal replied
"If you buy from the scared and sell to the greedy."
"But, there's more, Mr. G," Tom implored
"Let me tell you of safe
Of portfolio control
And weekly updates."
It was then Jane rocked him
With a punch full of steam
"Wake up, Tom-boy
You're having a dream."
"Oh, thanks, Jane," Tom said
With his eyes twinkling bright
"That damn bratwurst must have caused it."
And to all AIMERS, Good Night!
Happy Hanukkah, Feliz Navidad, Merry Christmas to all on this board. May the new year bring health and happiness to you and all your loved ones.
Steve Kaufman |
