ado christmas poem., page-2

Twas the night before chistmas and the bones were a creaking,
Many were silent - a sign nothing was leaking,
then out of the blue came the halt to all trading,
and the memories of these levels were suddenly fading.

It took days for the news to be finally given,
and onwards and upwards the shareprice was driven,
but fail at a level like all small stocks do,
until the buyers arrived - not just one or two.

So many arrived people declared it a joke,
'overvalued' they cried - 'the share price is broke',
but the annoucements they came thick and fast on the follow,
and the cries dissapeared as they sounded so hollow.

Despite gift after gift of new ties for the boss,
he stayed 'glass half full' cause he don't give a toss,
he always believed and up river did row,
to deliever the power of a glue - Mix&Go.

The cash flow came quick and development started,
but dividends they paid to whom shares had not parted,
small was its start but the 60 grew bigger,
and molecular testing of proteins the trigger.

Most left in the 20s as triple they made,
some stayed till the 50s and were hansomely paid,
but winners are grinners and they backed up the truck,
and sold out to the fundies for more than a buck.