Ode to Philip
(Sung to a Rappin’ Beat)
Philip is the name,
And rhetoric is my game.
I look for milestone events,
And I’ll never ever repent.
At the U.N. I spoke with passion,
But in my mind I’m cashin.
Needed to paying my rent,
I invented “frontier market” event.
Newmarket went inactive,
so I made Hudson Fulton active.
My last name is Verges, and I am hoping
you will purchase,
stocks by the thousands,
so I can keep on carousin’.
Newmarket I kept pumpin’,
But all the while I was dumpin’.
I promised to pay dividends,
to help Newmarket live again.
Trips to Asia, Africa, and China,
caused investors to whine-a, I shoulda
hussled the Carolinas.
Small Initiative Equity,
was born out of necessity.
My fund were evaporatin’,
and investors started hatin’.
While the SEC’s not looking
Boy, I was a cookin’.
Investors wanted more action,
not knowing it wasn’t my fashion.
Jive talkin made me broke,
but at least I kept my stroke.
With West Point on my resume,
the SEC did a look away.
With no control of greed,
the SEC drew a bead.
Man o’ man I got away,
creatin’ eighteen companies that
are gone today.
I figured it was time to leave,
resign and get a reprieve.
Still I love the action,
so Hudson Fulton’s my passion.
