t’was 10 days before christmas, dec. was soon to expire
we neared the festival of lights, with it’s eight days of fire
the bulls were dormant, their hubris handily contained
stocks had collapsed, and crude oil was to be blamed
while visions of dollars, danced in their heads
bears rejoiced, whilst the bulls slept in their beds
dreaming of a sleigh, pulled by many a reindeer
longs wondered, if st. nick would show up this year
one long abruptly awoke, searching for the great man in red
but, found a woman standing there, dressed in blue instead
no one else awoke; there was nary another soul to see
he whispered to himself, "janet yellen is standing next to me"
“happy hanukkah”, she said. as she brushed off some snow
maybe you were expecting someone else? i just don’t know
a jovial man named chris, with a sled pulled by many reindeer
turned out, peta complained, and i’m replacing him this year
thought some charitable work, would be good for my reputation
hit a few homes here and there, before i go to miami for vacation
no sliding down chimneys, nor any high-flying sleighs in the sky
no reindeer named rudolph, just a limo with a driver named sy
with a smile, a wink of her eye, and a tilt in her head
"i’m long chocolate coins covered with gold", she said
i feel your pain; the price of gold is way down there too
just have faith in the fed, as she began to fade from view
i know you’ve been good, not bad; not naughty, but nice
so, no need to pout, stocks are at such a reduced price
yet, it’s only fitting to give credit, where credit is rightly due
not to some fat man in red, but the munificent lady in blue.
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Originally Posted by Pascal
