The past is gone and today is with us still .
The gifted child played with the futures and investments with other peoples money , began to grow .
The limitless cash flow left no trace .
Whenever the crash came the gifted child said no .
The futures rested as yesterdays markets were sold low
His talent was welcome to stay while others lost their way .
The smell of money burning and he held his head because ,
where there's smoke there's fire you know .
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-08-06 07:42:54
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