There once was a bloke, BRAB called darly,Who worked 30 years in...

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.