Wednesday, July 17, 1996
Iomega's Big Week
(A Poem for Q2 Earnings)
by MF Jeanie

We are very tired.
We are very weary.
We study this board
with eyes that are bleary.

With hope in our heart
and fear in our belly,
we're glued to the Fool,
with dinner from the deli.

The 90-day clock
is ticking away....
Will Intel boost us?
What will Compaq say?

Remember in April?
The stock didn't stray
beyond 4 or 5 points
for day after day...

Then finally it came,
the earnings were announced.
Our worries were over as
estimates were trounced.

What's different this time?
A Wise War for starters.
But Iomegans refuse
to be treated as martyrs.

So now it's July, and
the stock price is down.
Iomega's been bloodied
by every bear in town.

Our Springtime innocence
was lost to the Street.
We're now Summer Warriors
and we still won't be beat.

A few in our ranks
stopped out on the way
as margin calls bagged them
like snipers with prey.

The survivors cry "charge"
as we go into this week.
Battle scarred, yes...
but these Fools aren't meek.

We've crunched the numbers.
Checked channels east to west.
Searched in vain for the LS...
Had a post mortem on Syquest.

And all of this homework
turns up just one fact:
there's only one company
who's really on track.

Iomega's a winner!
Soon everyone will know.
This quarter will prove it.
Now, ON WITH THE SHOW.

(July 14, 1996)