A bull and a bear
Went to a fair,
They got into a giant wheel
To get its feel.
When the wheel climbed high
The bear almost cried
But his companion, the bull
Sat contented and cool.
When the wheel turned around
And headed to the ground
The bear smiled in relief
While the bull moaned in grief!
The share market is so volatile. Sometimes the cost of shares go up like anything and the shareholders will be in the peak of joy. But none can predict when the prices will go down. Then dreams crumble down like a pack of cards. The fluctuations of this tricky business cannot be better expressed
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One more good moral in this poem. Intelligently done.