By Armadillo
The market leaves me feeling hazy.
The fluctuations make me crazy.
My stocks move at their own beat.
Unpredictable! Even by the street.
Another day my holdings gunned.
I think I’ll buy an index fund.
By L. Ellman
My days are quite a living hell
Until I hear that closing bell
If money’s made, then all is well
If it’s lost, I admit, I yell
(It’s hard to call the buy and sell)
If you know how, I pray, do tell
By Detroit Gal
Stocks and bonds, oh me, oh my
I’d rather buy a pizza pie
Numbers, charts are quite a bore
I’d rather spend it at the store
On shoes, on pearls, on a brand new dress
(Perhaps that’s why my credit’s a mess!)