Goog oh goog you have a GAP
Looks, ah yes, like mini cr@p
Will you falter, will you stall
Or dump away and have a ball?
Die-a-ree-a ... says it all
But then again, we all do fall
And I am sinking pretty low
Writing this ... oh yes I KNOW
But care not I, as it's a game
I laugh with glee and ne'ry shame
Cuz poop's in fashion, where it's at
As even Oprah likes to chat
Her Dr. Oz says bulk is King
Make an "S" ... be glad and sing
But if they're teeny tiny stones
Death be nearer, brittle bones
So what's my purpose, what's my point?
Why hang around this looney joint?
Cuz traders are a hearty lot
They're never sitting on the POT 
Edited by calmcookie, 20 July 2007 - 02:29 PM.
