Market Poetry

By Anonymous

You can take your commodities
And shove ‘em up your butt

You had no idea what you were doing
Sheep, following the herd

You don’t deserve your returns
The money you raised won’t stick around long

So you beat me last year
And laughed as I stood firm to my beliefs

Revenge will be mine

When the tide recedes
All will see that you’ve been swimming naked

The author manages a hedge fund.

By James Kaller

Just yonder
If only it will arrive
As market forces dictate
Are not these forces economic truths
By what power do they bend to the whims of men?

Needs of nations
And the stock of supply
In but a few trades emasculated and overshadowed
The tools which I have been given and earned no longer fit the task

Ice cream is definitely not a commodity for James. He likes Haagen Dazs.