Trading Poems - Poems about Trading

Tricia has far-out outlandish ideas You will not like her my friend Mable said She is not like us, she is different, odd. I keep my mouth shut. I have already gotten to know Tricia. She has the same ideas I do. I decide to drop Mable She was not much fun anyway...

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2 weeks x 2 future. that’s what I put in notes to remind myself how often I’ll be able to see her and pretend I’m easy to find, same as when we were kids trading rooms on a regular basis, once fear’s been eclipsed by new and parallel taxation habits, once we’ve forgotten how it wasn’t as easy as...

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My twin brother has been missing for a few months now. Ever since that horrible day in January when he got booted, soaked and almost frozen when Little Johnny took him out with him in that terrible snow blizzard. Afterwards, he was left all alone and hung out to dry by Little Johnny's mother. That's...

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Trading When you are easy to flatter you offer all on a silver platter When desperation is your emotion you will grasp at any false notion Trading your self-respect When you put yourself out there People will use you without care Your self-love you taint and cheapen You find yourself lost in a sea of turmoil Trading your self-love When you ignore the core of your...

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In the vast domain where currencies converse, Fear and courage in the Forex universe. It's more than a gamble, a financial ballet, Diverse perspectives in the trading array. Risk management, the wise trader's guide, Navigating currents, where fortunes reside. A dance with volatility, charts unfold, In this market tale, stories untold. Autotrading robots join the scene, Executing trades with algorithms keen. Yet amidst automation's calculated...

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Biden had a document He hid in his garage Biden had a sweet Corvette He turned into a Dodge...

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Is an apology always too late? Did I trade my pain for a life of dullness? All the colours of the rainbow begin with the blood red, is pain just the beginning and did I just give up after the first hurdle? Do we all give up and trade a life full of colour for something simple and...

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The glory of an individual heart Understands the joy and the pain! Through a broken heart we gain in wisdom Through a joyful heart, We understand the individual pain We trading love stories As poets who would figure All we need at times is a broken relationship That transforms the heart! Our pencil becoming a trigger displaying The shadow of a relationship! Like a...

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He hardly had anything to say. Many flocked to him just to hear his no-wisdom. I also have no-wisdom, yet I fail constantly to employ it. My silence is as good as yours, but I will break it first. My mind is gearless, it spins and I have an irrepressible hanker to write bibles, hasty poetic scriptures jotted into the air with a ball-point tongue. My unsaid is stuffed into...

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What if you see yourself die as you die would you watch above below within without Disturbaphobia Whats the slang for slang auld languages sign peapod casts Never seen the slap just the darkness shiver in your smile as you broke another day...

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~ See you soon, Soupers ~ For a couple of days I'm trading poetry soup in for a piping-hot liquid broth with matso balls and chicken 'Neath a bamboo-pole roof in a flimsy dwelling seven days I'll see stars twinkling at night be shielded from sun's rays With...

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Trump knew the Stock Market would crash For people are prone to act rash A tariff war threat With Suspension set Will earn the Trumps mountains of cash...

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Trading is welcome in all religions but all what involving in interest is banned.Trader consumer is a relationship like one to one is brother anything against the trade norms is fraud.A trader with good ethics to gain access to Heaven together with learned scholars!...

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I once had a four leaf clover I showed it to a girl She drop it Right smack dab back in all the other clover She was a friend of mine We looked and looked for this one clover I didn’t really care if we found it or not We bumped our heads together while looking I started to laugh and she giggled She...

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Little hearts created Cute words on them Be Mine Only 4 U Me and You Kiss Me Cards created Poems written Flowers given Will you be My Valentine All given For just One Kiss...

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