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Wednesday, February 28, 2007

Stocks In The Wind (sorry Elton)


Good-bye, 401K, though I never spent you at all
You once had the grace to hold your value
While brokers around you bawled.

It seems to me you lived your life like a balance on a sheet
Now I don't know what to cling to as the tears set in.
I would have liked to 've spent you but I was just a kid.
Your earnings crapped out long before my need for you ever did

Penniless is tough, the toughest role you ever played.
My broker created a plan but pain was the price I paid.
Even when you died all the press still hounded you.
All the papers had to say was that it's China's fault you dived.

It seems to me you lived your life like a balance on a sheet
Now I don't know what to cling to as the tears set in.
I would have liked to 've spent you but I was just a kid.
Your earnings crapped out long before my need for you ever did.

Good-bye, 401K, though I never spent you at all
You once had the grace to hold your value
While brokers around you bawled.

Good-bye, 401K, from the woman who cries tears
For my money, my future and my hope for some decent golden years.

It seems to me you lived your life like a balance on a sheet.
I would have liked to 've spent you but I was just a kid.

Your earnings crapped out long before my need for you ever did.
Your earnings crapped out long before my need for you ever did.

2 Comments:

Blogger Gavin Elster said...

No one , even the mighty 401k is looking out for your retirement.
We are not allowed to retire we are only allowed to die from overwork and underpay.

2:19 PM  
Blogger marybishop said...

Yes that's true, that's what my husband says..he has no pension and it's close to impossible to save any money so he'll just have to keep working, poor boy. I will remain unemployed and continue to be kept I hope I hope.

2:55 PM  

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