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Post by babaoriley on Nov 4, 2017 17:27:30 GMT -5
She whispered in his ear.. show me your dreamboat:-) He held out his hand, and said, look here, no lie! I make up for in speed what I lack in size:-) Sung to Eagles Life In The Fast Lane??? Ha, great song, I'm sure you remember the one thing they had in common!  If you said they both lost investing in MNKD stock, you'd be a winner! |
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Post by babaoriley on Nov 7, 2017 0:14:58 GMT -5
As many of my lyrics are, sung to the tune of Margaritaville:
Investors in MannKind
All of them behind
Watching retirement slippin’ away
But there’s hope ever-brewin’, but it will take chewin’
Through points of resistance all of the way
Along came Sanofi
How lucky could we be
Financial freedom was finally assured
But something went wrong there, new head guy did not care
Leaving our vi$ion somewhat obscured
Wastin’ away again in old Afrezzaville
Searchin’ for that ever rising script count
Some people claim, that Feuerstein’s to blame
But we’re sure, in the end, we win out
Sam was our hero
Then there was Spiro
Whatever happened to these fine men
Some say that they’re both broke, but to us that’s no joke
Oh, just to hear them again and again
Mike keeps on talkin’
Gets people squawkin’
How can this one man be so damn sure
He’s got all of the right words, don’t suffer no dumb turds
For high A1c’s, it’s surely the cure
Wastin’ away again in old Afrezzaville
Searchin’ for that ever rising script count
Some people claim, that shorty’s to blame
But in the end, we should surmount
Then there is Joey,
He is no phoney
Posts like a guy who knows up from down
But some of his guesses, leave us in messes
Lord what will it take to make us renown
Peppy’s a chartist
A regular artist
All of those numbers, angles and lines
Do they aim higher, or are we still mired
Down on our luck, slurpin’ cheap wines
Wastin’ away again in our Afrezzaville
Searchin’ for that ever rising script count
Some people claim, that insurance is lame
And we hope, that our debts do not mount
Some turn to Nate’s Notes
While lookin’ at stock quotes
Searchin’ for green all the day long
So give us some deals, even Isis appeals
Or let RLS sell it instead of a bong
Sports is reporting
But some are contorting
All that she posts, sayin’ she’s wrong
MN to the rescue, from all those that eschew
But that is a job no one man can do
There’s Sla four two three five
Tryin’ to contrive
News that will please all the skeptics like me
But there’s no consolation, for all our frustration
We just want the chance to be all we can be
Wastin’ away again in old Afrezzaville
Searchin’ for that ever rising script count
Some people claim, that Hakan’s to blame
But we pray, in the end we win out
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