By Todd Anderson
                    Jan 01, 2009
					
					
						
	- I hesitate to make a list
 
	- Of all the countless deals I've missed;
 
	- Bonanzas that were in my grip -
 
	- I watched them through my fingers slip;
 
	- The windfalls which I should have bought 
 
	- Were lost because I over-thought; 
 
	- I thought of this, I thought of that, 
 
	- I could have sworn I smelled a rat, 
 
	- And while I thought things over twice, 
 
	- Another grabbed them at the price, 
 
	- It seemed I always hesitate, 
 
	- Then make my mind up much too late, 
 
	- A very cautious man am I
 
	- And that is why I never buy.
 
	- When tracts rose high onSixth and Third,
 
	- The prices asked I felt absurd;
 
	- Whole block-fronts bleak and black with soot 
 
	- Were priced at thirty bucks a foot!
 
	- I wouldn't even make a bid,
 
	- But others did -- yes, others did!
 
	- When Tucson was cheap desert land,
 
	- I could have had a hip of sand;
 
	- When Phoenix was the place to buy,
 
	- I thought the climate much too dry!
 
	- "Invest in Dallas-That's the spot!"
 
	- My sixth sense warned me I should not,
 
	- A very prudent man am I
 
	- And that is why I never buy.
 
	- A corner here, 
 
	- then acres there,
 
	- Compounding values year by year,
 
	- I chose to think and as I thought,
 
	- They bought the deals I should have bought.
 
	- The Golden chances I had then
 
	- Are lost and will not come again,
 
	- Today I can not be enticed
 
	- For everything's so overpriced.
 
	- The deals of yesteryear are dead;
 
	- The market's soft -- so's my head!
 
	- Last night I had a fearful dream,
 
	- I know I wakened with a scream;
 
	- Some Indians approached my bed --
 
	- For trinkets on the barrelhead,
 
	- (In dollar bills worth twenty-four,
 
	- And nothing less and nothing more),
 
	- They'd sell Manhattan Isle to me,
 
	- The most I'd go was twenty-three.
 
	- The redman scowled: "Not on a bet!"
 
	- And sold to Peter Minuit.
 
	- At times a teardrop drowns my eye
 
	- For deals I had, but did not buy;
 
	- And now life's saddest words I pen
 
	- "If only I'd invested then!"   
 
I don't know who to attribute this poem to, but I found it timely given our current market and peoples' wish to buy at the bottom. 
	- Wishing everyone a happy and prosperous 2009 
 
	- Todd
 
					 
					
					 
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