- Art Cashin, director of floor operations at UBS, sent out his annual Christmas poem.
- The poem recaps the year’s financial highlights, as well as its top sports and celebrity moments.
Legendary New York Stock Exchange floor trader and director of floor operations for UBS Art Cashin just sent out his annual Wall Street Christmas poem.
As usual, he mentioned some of the year’s financial highlights such as the exploding value of bitcoin.
But he also wove in a few of the year’s top sports and celebrity moments. And, perhaps unsurprisingly, President Donald Trump’s tweeting.
In any case, it’s certainly worth the read as we head into the holidays.
‘Tis four days before Christmas and at each brokerage house
The only thing stirring was the click of a mouse
Down on the Exchange the tape inches along
Brokers bargained and traded as they hummed an old song
The Fed hiked in December as they said they would do
They plan to hike again next year will we see three or just two
The Astros took the series and the Pats took the bowl
But Tiger still struggles to get the ball in the hole
Bitcoins just exploded we saw self-driving cars
Elon Musk has a new plan to take us to Mars
The Prez keeps on tweeting on all kinds of stuff
But the White House staff tells him enough is enough
No more will kids marvel at elephants or a clown
The circus is no more Barnum and Bailey shut down
There were hacks by the million lots of floods, lots of fires
If you look at all that stuff there’s not much that inspires
From Weinstein through Lauer there was little to cheer
But it’s Christmastime, Alice and Santa is near
So stop looking backwards have a cup of good cheer
And kiss you a loved one raise your hopes for next year
And share our good fortune with families in need
And Friday they will pause as we wait on the bell
To sing a tradition a song for old “Nell”
Don’t let this year’s problems impede Christmas Cheer
Resolve to be happy throughout the New Year
And resist ye Grinch feelings let joy never stop Put the bad at the bottom
keep the good on the top
So count up your blessings along with your worth
You’re still living here in the best place on earth
And think ye of wonders that light children’s eyes
And hope Santa will bring you that Christmas surprise
So play ye a carol by Mario Lanza
Unless you are waiting to celebrate Kwanzaa
Hanukkah’s just ended and Ramadan’s gone
Different folks, different holidays yet each spirit lives on
Whatever your feast is we hope you all still
Find yourself just surrounded by folks of goodwill
Friday, as the bell rings hark to your heart’s call
And as Santa would shoutMerry Christmas to All!
Elena Holodny contributed to this story.