T’was the week before Christmas and all through the house all investors were worried to report to their spouse
That Santa would not be coming this year ‘cause his workshop’s got notice it was in arrears.
Seems Santa got greedy and financed his “dive” Just at the time in two thousand and five
When prices were up, and had gone through the roof And his business was booming so he needed no proof
That the trend would continue –and the bank would be blind ‘cause of sugarplum bonuses all on their mind
So they gave him the money and he hired more deer But the problem with Santa –was he worked Once a Year!
No income of sorts just the shop he had going and the deer and the elves but no profits were flowing!
And the shop’s market value had just hit a double it all seemed so easy -there was no sign of trouble.
And then, with a shutter and sounds like a rumble The value of everything started to crumble
Then launched a descent that provided a scare Not seen since the days of a young Fred Astaire
Now, Lehman, then Merrill, now Citi then Bear Then Wamu and GM the signs were all there
That the piper was playing its song of despair That this time the system may be-b’yond repair.
But then came the Fed with its pail full of cash Doling millions and billions to ward off a crash
With Geithner and Ben and the Dems on the aisle Doling money as if it could go out of style
And just when the light at tunnel’s end was unclear We saw hope in the name of “Green Shoots” which appeared
To begin a revival of sorts, some would say A survival of sorts some would say on this day
And now with the chance it won’t happen again We look with some hope toward Two Thousand and Ten
To getting our fiscal affairs in some order To paying the billions of debt owed to China
To hope that the Gov doesn’t add to our stress And allows us to grow our way out of this mess
But so I digress……
And what of poor Santa, that man who’s so jolly Whose outlook is sunny and not prone to folly
Well he did alright cause his home did inspire a bid from a couple, yes a first time homebuyer!
But truly it’s sad that an era has ebbed Cause Santa has mastered the biz of the web
And like eBay and Google and Facebook and Twitter Santa’s new site is considered a winner
With overnight shopping and shipping no cost His deer are retired and his elves are laid off
Only Donner and Prancer and Rudolph are willing to help at the times when backorders need filling
But Santa remembers and though he’s alright He misses the thrill of the children’s delight
He misses the workshop and laughter and noise He misses the thrill of inventing new toys
But of all things he misses It’s the chance to recite:
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”
All Content © 2009 Steven L. Pomeranz, CFP® and Pomeranz Financial Management All Rights Reserved.
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T’was the week before Christmas and all through the house
all investors were worried to report to their spouse
That Santa would not be coming this year
‘cause his workshop’s got notice it was in arrears.
Seems Santa got greedy and financed his “dive”
Just at the time in two thousand and five
When prices were up, and had gone through the roof
And his business was booming so he needed no proof
That the trend would continue –and the bank would be blind
‘cause of sugarplum bonuses all on their mind
So they gave him the money and he hired more deer
But the problem with Santa –was he worked Once a Year!
No income of sorts just the shop he had going
and the deer and the elves but no profits were flowing!
And the shop’s market value had just hit a double
it all seemed so easy -there was no sign of trouble.
And then, with a shutter and sounds like a rumble
The value of everything started to crumble
Then launched a descent that provided a scare
Not seen since the days of a young Fred Astaire
Now, Lehman, then Merrill, now Citi then Bear
Then Wamu and GM the signs were all there
That the piper was playing its song of despair
That this time the system may be-b’yond repair.
But then came the Fed with its pail full of cash
Doling millions and billions to ward off a crash
With Geithner and Ben and the Dems on the aisle
Doling money as if it could go out of style
And just when the light at tunnel’s end was unclear
We saw hope in the name of “Green Shoots” which appeared
To begin a revival of sorts, some would say
A survival of sorts some would say on this day
And now with the chance it won’t happen again
We look with some hope toward Two Thousand and Ten
To getting our fiscal affairs in some order
To paying the billions of debt owed to China
To hope that the Gov doesn’t add to our stress
And allows us to grow our way out of this mess
But so I digress……
And what of poor Santa, that man who’s so jolly
Whose outlook is sunny and not prone to folly
Well he did alright cause his home did inspire
a bid from a couple, yes a first time homebuyer!
But truly it’s sad that an era has ebbed
Cause Santa has mastered the biz of the web
And like eBay and Google and Facebook and Twitter
Santa’s new site is considered a winner
With overnight shopping and shipping no cost
His deer are retired and his elves are laid off
Only Donner and Prancer and Rudolph are willing
to help at the times when backorders need filling
But Santa remembers and though he’s alright
He misses the thrill of the children’s delight
He misses the workshop and laughter and noise
He misses the thrill of inventing new toys
But of all things he misses
It’s the chance to recite:
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.”
All Content © 2009 Steven L. Pomeranz, CFP® and Pomeranz Financial Management All Rights Reserved.
Posted in On The Money! Commentary