The whipsaw kid rides again,
\nGOLD and SILVER are his bane.
\nWhen he goes long, they ring the gong.
\nwhen he goes short, they abort.<\/p>\n
Up and down and around he rides,
\nnowhere to go, nowhere to hide.
\nWith every commission he has to sigh,
\nwith every loss he has to cry.<\/p>\n
I lost my position went up so fast,
\nleft me here sitting on my a$$.
\nWith every bet I get the shivers.
\nAll my nerves are torn to slivers.<\/p>\n
I am the Whipsaw kid you see,
\nI\u2019ll make the markets bow to me.
\nI make trades in cyber reams.
\nOnly my broker gets rich, you see.<\/p>\n
Just call me whipsaw, in and out.
\nIt sounds sexy, but it\u2019s a rout.
\nDon\u2019t be proud you out there,
\nYou too have danced with bull and bear!!!!<\/p>\n
North\u00a9<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The whipsaw kid rides again, GOLD and SILVER are his bane. When he goes long, they ring the gong. when he goes short, they abort. Up and down and around he rides, nowhere to go, nowhere to hide. With every … Continue reading