More Vortex Verses

My friend Andy Fately, the "FX Poet" of Barclays Capital, is, like me, stuck at home in New Jersey. He writes:

"There once was a poet named Fately.
You haven't heard much from him lately.
Seems Sandy derided
His verse, so decided
To have him write lines more sedately."

Andy's clients should see him back on the job by Monday. In the meantime I hope we hear more great verses!

A Sandy Saga

Here's the ballad of Hurricane Sandy,
Who proved just a little too handy
At blowin' and drenchin'
And throwin' a wrench in-
To Wall Street's modus operandi.

Liquidity's normally fodder
For the markets to act as they oughter,
But as mortgages do,
When Sandy came through,
The stock market went underwater.

She disrupted the stock trading minions,
Though in most educated opinions,
This hurricane paled
Before those that whaled
At Floridians and Carolinians.

The wind filled New Yorkers with terror,
And climatically did something rarer,
Since trading has ceased
For two days at least
Not since the Victorian era.

It's a terribly deep devastation
In the experts' informed estimation,
Though the Keynesian boost
As rebuilding is loosed
May deliver some small compensation.

WSJ: Sandy Saga

In today's Wall Street Journal Total Return blog, Dr. Goose has contributed a lyrical ode to Hurricane Sandy, running wild in Wall Street's canyon of high finance. Please visit me at the Journal, and be sure to leave a greeting.