Sonnet To the Lady Investor
Like an eagle She soars high in the blue sky, fathoming for succulent opportunities in the vast financial landscape below;
Upon the tree cozy and lazy She gazes at the jungle of stocks, for the right prey to pounce upon, wandering innocently below;
Vulture’s patience She displays forever – hurry is never in Her vocabulary;
Sits on cash for years, She – waiting for the market crash long foresaw, She;
As an Amazonian parrot She has digested the investing lexicon – every word of He is a measured gem;
Wise as an Elephant she roams the market maze -
Remembering every lesson learnt amid agony;
Solitary She dwells; alone She hunts;
Prides and packs She abhors - ferocious tigress She is;
Selfish She is not – teaches the world what She knows;
Riches and wealth She wants for All;
She is a Buffett – Graham She is;
She is knowledge – value investor She is.
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