By Royall Tyler (excerpt)
Of every vice pursued by those
In folly’s by-paths rambling,
There’s none so bad in its dread close,
As the vile vice of gambling.
It taints our morals, wastes our time
And fills us with vexation.
Destroys our wealth and youthful prime,
And mars our reputation.
By M. Korn
(on his new job)
I think through it all
You will have a ball
To trade: to win, to lose
To profit and to muse
To jump to think to act
Thrill in thy days not lack’d
But these words instructive:
To keep the right perspective
By Kim Wu
Me trader
Updowninout
You have to catch me
Or I be gone
SNAP!
Profit
Loss
Profit
Loss
Quick fingers needed
Quicker mind better
Me trader
Kim, believe it or not, is a trader.
By Mitch T.
Up, higher, so gracefully
Swirl
Land softly
In and out
Fleeting
Avoid crash
Give and take
Swiftly
Like the graceful ballerina
Mitch works for Lehman Brothers in New York. He’s trying to learn to appreciate ballet to impress his girlfriend.