Aunt Eleanor Iv - Poem by Bill Grace
Aunt Eleanor was better than most of the analysts on the street
Three days before the bottom fell out of the REITs
She proved she was no man's Market fool.
Though long ago in so many ways
Aunt Eleanor haunts me to this day.
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