The Online Trader (with apologies to Lewis Carrol)
‘Twas brillig, and the flicky leaders Did maxi and move in the browse: All downy were the shorteaters, And the bearees did grouse. “Beware the Hedgeefun, my son! The urge that rides, the trends that catch! Beware the Upward Ride, and shun The frumious Panickrash!” He took his wirless mouse in hand: Long time [...]