股海无涯，那里是家？
The sea of stock trading is boundless. Where are you sailing to? Are you coming home soon or keep on pursuing that forever missing holy grail?
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In this era of endless Fed support and government-sponsored Ponzi scheme （FOMO/YOLO/ZIRP/NIRP), it is tough to be a value investor and sit tight on your hands. The poem below was written by a hedge fund manager. It has many finance and trader jargons but is only half sarcastic.
BGM is by Rod Steward.
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(Copyright: Vineer Bhansali, ASCAP)
You told me to save my money
Put it in a pot and watch it like honey
But when I opened the pot
Relatively speaking there wasn’t a whole lot
I should not have listened to you
So clear you did not have a clue
I should have done what my neighbor did
Throw caution to the wind and throw in a bid
You made fun of the day trader
You said it will be different later
Like a fool I listened and got stuck in slo mo
Now I am so much happier with FOMO
I know you will be right in the end
You tell me not to borrow and not to lend
But I won’t listen anymore to your no no
I think I will buy some call options and just FOMO
