98.67-an obituary

you came into my life when i was directionless and aimless
you gave me something to work for
kept me busy on empty weekends
i lived in the belief you would come true
but fate has been cruel dear verbal and di
for quant has stabbed me in my back
iim lies long forgotten
quant has deprived you of mdi too
its not fair my darlings
you worked too hard to push up my score
but the traitor flattered only to deceive
another time,another attempt
i ll find a way to win quant over