Sell Apollo Group Now!
By Market Poetry
Angel of Death has rung the bell
The time has come for A-P-O-L
Its fishy smelling option grants
Have set the stage for SEC rants
An earnings miss makes matters worse
On this stock must lay an evil curse
Its time to sell this piece of poop
See its chart for a mighty droop
Just this morning it broke a new low
From your portfolio the stock must go
Apollo has moved out from the sun
Slow growth ahead—its day is done
Why students attend Phoenix U
Is a curious matter, I haven’t a clue
Tuition payments are mighty high
And the job market today is running dry
Apollo’s been falling since two-thousand four
It’s time to boot it out the door
So on the sell button you should click
And place a trade mighty quick!
(I am so negative—you ask me why
Shares of Apollo I’d like to buy)
The author may hold a long position in Apollo Group Inc. More Poems
October 21st, 2006 at 12:02 pm
APOLLO LOOKS SO BAD IT HAS TO SMELL PRETTY ROSY IN THE NEAR FUTURE—-i DON’T THINK THAT i WOULD BUY RIGHT AWAY BUT PUT THIS FALLEN ANGLE ON MY WATCH LIST AND WHEN IT STARTS TO SHOU SOME SIGNS OF LIFE SCOOP THE POOP.
December 9th, 2006 at 3:02 am
There’s a hero a god in me
There’s one who’s flowing in my blood.
There’s one who’s beating in my heart.
There’s one who can feel my thoughts.
There’s one who can heal my wounds.
There’s a friend, a beloved, a lot in me.
There’s a hero a god in me.
He’s the one to collect my scattered dreams.
He’s my strength that makes me stand in extremes.
He’s my guide to show me the way towards the top.
He’s my last hope when I feel like giving up.
He’s the strength, a hope, a lot in me.
There’s a hero a god in me.
He’s the light of joy in the dark of sadness.
He’s the reasonable thought in my madness.
He bakes me in fire to fill tastes in my life.
He presents me the blend of worsts and bests of being alive.
He’s as the spirit, as the reason, as a lot in me.
There’s a hero a god in me.
Vagaban Subedi
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