Come on, we can do better...

There once was a genius named Nemis

Who dreampt an unusual premis

In a swamp he'd drill nickle

Through weather quite fickle

To become most decidely femis!

Or perhaps:

I've heard a fine legend of old

Of a ramp that was dug down to gold

When the drills stopped their turning

one could smell the shorts burning

as the stock, at 100, was sold!

Anyone else? Good lord that was exhausting! Back to shluffy...

Wake me up at $20.00

crazydik