Thankfully, Keevil didn't give the CCAN IR job to Dan Byrnes:
Dan, Dan the IR-Man
Run, run, run as fast as you can.
You can't catch me, I’m the IR-man
I ran from the short-maker and the day traders too.
You’ll never catch me, not any of you.
The short-maker made a nio-newbie one day
Who sat at his keyboard ready to trade.
He and his cronies were ready to spend
The IR-man's family trust to himself he did lend.
Run, run, run as fast as you can,
You’ll never catch me, I’m the IR-man.
I ran from the Sherriff and Pension Members too.
You’ll never catch me, not any of you.
Then came Ronbo and Herr Pichler and friends
Who joined the chase along the message board threads.
They were all ready to make a meal out of the deal
That IR-man was so quick to set up the steal.
Run, run, run as fast as you can,
You’ll never catch me, I’m the IR-man.
I ran from the NYS DOL and investors too.
You’ll never catch me, not any of you.
He came to an auditor that blocked his path
And IR men don’t like the truth.
Out jumped Potts who said, “my pile of gold
will pay for your PR story to be told."
Run, run, run as fast as you can,
You’ll never catch me, I’m the IR-man.
I ran from the lawyers and FINRA too.
You’ll never catch me, not any of you.
He climbed up onto Potts’ pile of gold
Licking his lips and grasping his sister's shares.
Snapped a photo at Nemegosenda’s gates,
For the assays everyone ever still waits.
Run, run, run as fast as you can,
You’ll never catch me, I’m the IR-man.
He trusted his rubes to help him execute his plan
And that was the end of the IR-man.
Run, run, run as fast as you can,
You’ll never catch me, I’m the IR-man.
Just call Dan….
Nobody can….
You’ll never catch me, I’m the IR-man.
Daniel.byrnes@gmail.com
IMO
