To: McNabb Brothers who wrote (16353 ) 12/22/1998 3:01:00 PM From: Oeconomicus Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 18691
Hank/Roger, re FSTW, do you see today's dip as just tax selling (which I expected anyway) pushing a thinly traded stock around or as reason for caution? TIA, Bob PS: >'Twas The Night Before Impeachment, when all through the House, >All the Congress was stirring, even Conyers, the louse. > >The Articles were hung by the Capitol with care, >In hopes that Saint Bubba would be trapped in the lair. >The Republicans were nestled, all smug with The Feds, >While visions of perjury danced in their heads. > >And Barr with his rhetoric and Hyde with his trap, >Had just settled in for a long evening's nap. > >When out in The Gulf, there arose such a clatter >They clicked on CNN to see what was the matter. >When what to their wondering eyes should appear >But Tomahawk cruise missiles flying like reindeer. >With a Presidential address, so lively and quick, >They knew in a moment, it must be Saint Slick! > >More rapid than eagles, his supporters they came, >And he whistled and shouted and called them by name: >"Now Conyers, now Gephardt, let's forget about The Vixen! On Barney! >On Maxine! I'm no Richard Nixon!!!" > >"From Capitol Hill to the Washington Mall, >Now dash away, dash away, dash away all !!!" >And then the Republicans heard on the roof >The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. >As they scratched their heads and were turning around >The resilient Saint Willie scored another rebound. > >No longer was he eating from his humble pie, >While assaulting Saddam with his bombs from the sky. >A bundle of weapons he had flung at Iraq, >It looked once again like Slick Willie was back. >His eyes, how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry! >His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry. > >His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, >And the hair on his head was as white as the snow. >The stump of a stogie, he held tight in his teeth, >And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath. >He had a broad face and a little round belly >That shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly. >He was chubby and plump - a right jolly old elf, >And the Republicans wept, in spite of themselves. >And a wink of his eye and a twist of his head >Soon gave them to know they had something to dread. >He spoke the right words and went straight to his work >Hard to believe that an Intern once called him "The Jerk." >And shaking his finger and thumbing his nose, >By "Wagging The Dog," up the polls he rose. > >He turned to his spinmeisters and gave them a whistle, >Then they cheered-on Slick Willie as he launched another missile. >They all heard him exclaim, with Impeachment out of sight, >"Happy Ramadan to all, and to all a good night."