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26/01/08
18:21
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There once was a bloke, BRAB called darly,
Who worked 30 years in the army.
He had mates out of SAS, that protect oil and gas
In the horn theres' a couple opping calmly
They were contracted early by ''gator''
To go earlier, but they went later.
A small hiccup...it was said, as they sooped up the head
by the way, stooge is just a range hater.
Now the worst case scenario of Daryl's
is cretaceous .1 billion barrels
but the numbers are thick, if they strike Ju-ras-sic
inside trading adds stripes to your apparel
As the stooge rants about inside trading
The insiders continue their raiding.
Under cover of stink, masks inexurable link
as their laughable game plan is fading.
He cries foul and feigns those in the know
and demands truth, but it's only for show
there is plenty to hide, from ''we of the inside''
so for safety....no tradings' the go.
Now insider info's a fact
perfectly legal, so long's you dont act
The stooge is a pawn, who knows not what it spawned
They dont trust him to trade...point exact.
He's a boiler room stooge for the breaker.
who used to be a greasy poodle faker
the times running out, for his fear grab no doubt.
cut and shut....he'll soon meet his maker.
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