Bulls ,Bears ,Tigers and Asses

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Behold the once mighty Bear Sterns

One haughty, now sold for pennies in turn

Its a bear market they say,

Which made Bear Sterns fall away.

The Bulls were rampaging ,

for many a year or two.

Now its the bears turn,

to ravage me and you.

 

 

The tiger economies ,

are falling like pussy cats,

As exotic mortages ,

turn fearless men into scared rats.

In between , you will

find an occasional investment guru /ass too.

Promises to know it all, seen it all,

Pontification on TV for you.

Is this a market, we ask,

It seems like a jungle out there,

Leave us in peace, O Wise Ass,

Screw the bulls, and Kill the bear.

Politicians with pants down

How many politicians do you want to see

Cheating on their wives and then apologizing on TV

Making excuses and being sorry for what they do

Caught with pants down and then appealing to you

There was Bill , and he is now trying to get back to White house again

and Larry Craig apologized when he got caught in turn

Apparently paying for it, and getting caught

is worse than  toilet  knocks ,or having cigars with the intern

Bring back the golden days

When people had affairs discretely

Media minded their ways.

When police didnt leak,

cases like that on TV

This is getting too familiar

or is just me

Getting a man in trouble With his wife and kids

Is not enough , you have to take his job too

Daily assault on senses

Of hapless me and you.

Does the world run out of problems on those days

When politicians  get caught with the pants down

Maybe politicians should get some operations done.

Make them impotent before their tenure has begun.

Good Night Baghdad

Good night Baghdad

We met as soul mates
On Green Zone Island
We left as inmates
From an asylum

And we were sharp
As sharp as knives
And we were so gung ho
To lay down our lives

We came in spastic
Like tameless horses
We left in plastic
As numbered corpses

And we learned fast
To travel and fight
Our armored cars were heavy
But our bellies were tight

We had no home front
We had no one
They sent us John Mccain
They gave us Jessica Simpson

We dug in deep
And shot on sight
And prayed to Jesus Christ
With all of our might

We had video cameras
To shoot the landscape
We passed the hash pipe
And played our Eminem tapes

 

And it was dark
So dark in our humvee

And we held on to each other
Like brother to brother

We promised our mothers we’d write
And we would all go down together
We said we’d all go down together
Yes we would all go down together

Remember the Sunnis and Shias

Remember the imprisoned Iraqi

They left their childhood
On every acre

And who was wrong?
And who was right?
It didn’t matter in the thick of the fight

We held the day
In the palm
Of our hand
They ruled the night

And the night
Seemed to last as long as six weeks
On Green zone Island

We held the street corners
They held the rooftops
And they were sharp
As sharp as knives

They heard the hum of our convoys
They counted the humvees
And waited for us to arrive

And we would all go down together
We said we’d all go down together
Yes we would all go down together

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(with credit to Billy Joel from Good Night Saigon)

The CEO

Once there was a CEO.

Pretty good chap, but couldnt bear to hear NO.

Liked to work quite hard and nice

Had office affairs many, His only VICE

Treated his team to lavish offsites,

Where he could sleep with office wives

Then got caught with his pants down.

Yesterday’s genius became today’s clown.

Fired by the Board, the CEO thought again,

started up a company ,with a new brand name,

Couldnt really help it,

He was addicted to playing the game.

O CEO, close yet so far.

Listen to our advice ,O Noble Czar.

Quit fooling around and be decent again.

Lest your ventures go again in vain.