‘Twas the Night Before Christmas in SPAC Land…
(Oldie but a Goodie)
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through SPAC Land
Not a creature was stirring, not even Chardan;
The suit jackets were all hung by the desk chairs with care,
In hopes that a deal soon would be there;
The attorneys were nestled all snug in their chairs;
While visions of bonuses danced in their heads;
And my laptop in its sleeve, and I in my SPACInsider cap,
Had just settled my brain for a long winter’s nap,
When out on sixth avenue, there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my desk to see what was the matter. ...READ MORE
