At the Open
Posted in Volatility 10/19/06 by Market Poetry
By Eric Rosen
My mornings quiver like a nervous wind
Will my riches by the market skinned?
I check the quotes and sip the brew
Aside from worry, what else to do?
An addiction I have for the screen
Green I?m cordial, red I?m mean
I wash, brush, see the latrine
Then watch the market, that?s my routine
A waste, I know. I cannot sway!
So this is how I start my day
Posted in Volatility 10/19/06 by Market Poetry
By Eric Rosen
My mornings quiver like a nervous wind
Will my riches by the market skinned?
I check the quotes and sip the brew
Aside from worry, what else to do?
An addiction I have for the screen
Green I?m cordial, red I?m mean
I wash, brush, see the latrine
Then watch the market, that?s my routine
A waste, I know. I cannot sway!
So this is how I start my day
