Investment poetry: Something a bit different,
This is an awesome poem on investment that I stumbled across a number of years ago.
Its message is obvious, don't become the reluctant property investor whose only regret is that they didn't invest.
Real Estate Lament by Don Weill
excerpted from “The Reluctant Investor and Other Light Verse”
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 on
Sixth 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 cannot 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!”
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