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.