Those of you may not know me, but I am often prone to song, even though I am 100% tone deaf. As we all vie in this contest, it seems at this point, most of us are competing for 2nd place. 1st place appears to be locked up, which moves me to song. With all due respects to Plante,Paige, Jones, and the late Bonham, I submit the following commemorative lyrics to our first place stock picker, Jodi:
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She's a lady who turns all those pennies to gold
And she's climbing a money tree to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, it's because she's so bold
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's climbing a money tree to heaven.
There's a feeling she gets playing close to the vest
And her heart goes thump for AccSys
In her picks she has guessed right on each of the tests
And has chests full of cash from her bets
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
And as this contest move along
With all those picks and now a song.
There walks a lady we all know
Who flies like BAAT right out of hell
And all the others you can tell
She never picks one that is cold
The bucks have come to her I'm told .
And she's climbing a money tree to heaven. |
