[funny xmas / market poem]
Twas The Knight Before Xmas
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Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the internet
Not a bear was found blogging, for they all had been spent.
The market had rallied for a fifth straight day,
and hopes of a decline were fading away.
The bulls were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of a green tape danced in their heads.
With Goldman, their robots, and a bag full of tricks,
The markets will soar, they must, it's fixed!
When over on Pattern Profits there arose such a chatter,
I jumped on my laptop to see what was the matter.
Onto my Mac, I barely could wait
I opened the page to see our market's fate.
A chart on the cusp of dropping below
Gave the lustre of new life to this bull run show.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature Cooper, filled with the bears.
With a little old driver, crammed in so tight
I knew in a moment it must be Tim Knight.
More rabid than wolves, his followers they came.
They whistled and shouted that shorting is their game.
Down AAPL! Down GOOG! Down BIDU and RIMM!
Short AMZN and Visa! Short every last one of them!
From the top of the left, to the bottom of the right.
Short them all now! Do it! Tonight!
But some, they knew better, this market shall fly.
What are those guys smoking, they've got to be high?
Now you must give Tim credit, the followers he drew
Like Mole and Atilla and the rest of the crew.
And then, in a moment, I heard from the roof
The prancing and dancing of someone being a goof.
As I drew in my head and was turning around
Down from the chimney, Bernanke came down.
He was laughing and cackling and acting a fool.
I heard a bear yell, "What you've done isn't cool!"
But a bundle of money Ben had flung on his back
"Relax... What the banks stole from you, I'm here to give back!"
His eyes how they twinkled, they were full of delight.
"What do you know... looks like we got something right!"
The smile on his face was drawn up like a bow
And the beard on his chin was white as the snow.
The bears all around, they clenched their teeth tight.
They encircled the Fed head, ready to fight.
But Bernanke was quick, back up the chimney he'd go.
He'd left the bears standing with nothing to show.
Ben was back on the roof in the blink of an eye.
And I laughed when I saw the bears almost cry.
He not only escaped, but took the money too.
And said "I'll give this to Goldman, for all that they do!"
The bears spoke not a word, but went crazy insane.
They already knew who was driving this train.
While giving the finger as Bernanke took off,
I heard Tim Knight say "now I'm really pissed off!"
Tim wasn't done yet, to his team he gave a whistle.
And again they all gathered... ain't that a pistol!
He said "Let us keep shorting, again and again.
We'll have our day soon in 2010!" |
