| | | Twas the trade before Christmas, and all through the Street, Not a futures contract was moving, not even a beat. The Europeans had closed up their markets with care, In hopes that some volatility soon would be there. | But before we get started, before the bell rings, At eight forty-five, TheoTrade brings you great things. Market Masters goes live, and the whole crew will be there, To guide you through premarket with wisdom to share. | There's Don and there's Brandon, there's Blake on the call, Gianni and Jeff standing ready for all. Then Corey and Tony will step to the stage, And Garrett will join them to help you engage. | Thirty minutes apiece, that's the gift that they bring, As they break down the charts and make portfolios sing. So tune in this morning before the day's through, The Market Masters are waiting. They're waiting for you. | The traders are nestled all snug at their screens, While visions of thin volume are haunting our dreams. With DXY flat and the Yen gaining ground, The Dollar index sat in a range tightly bound. | When out on the wires there arose such a clatter, I sprang to Think or Swim to see what's the matter. Away to the headlines I flew like a flash, To see if the Japanese were still hoarding cash. | The glow of the candlesticks row upon row, Gave a luster of red and green to traders below. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But gold touching forty-five hundred. Oh dear! | With a little old driver so lively and quick, I knew in a moment it must be St. Risk. More rapid than algos, the headlines they came, And the wires whistled and shouted and called them by name… | "Now copper! Now silver! Now JGBs falling! On Meta! On Boeing! The contracts are calling! To the top of the range! To the all-time high wall! Now trade away, trade away, trade away all!" | As dry leaves before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky, So up to the highs the commodities flew, With copper at records and gold profits too. | And then in a twinkling, I heard on the tape, That Trump posted growth was in excellent shape. As I drew in my head and was turning around, Down the chimney came Hassett without making a sound. | He spoke of Fed chairs, all the candidates great, While precious metals were sealing their fate. The Chinese complained about chips and their plight, As Ukraine and Russia continued their fight. | Bitcoin sat steady at eighty-seven K, While Snowflake talked deals on this holiday. The BoJ minutes showed hikes coming near, The best gift for hawks at this time of year. | He sprang to his terminal, gave it a whistle, And away the thin volume flew down like a thistle. But I heard him exclaim as he closed out his book, "Merry Christmas to all. Now go take a look | At those jobless claims data still coming today. Then rest up, dear traders. The FOMC minutes hit Friday. May your P&L prosper, your hedges stay tight. Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!" | | But wait! Don't just sit there. The premarket awaits! | Join Market Masters at TheoTrade. | Don't be late! Click the link here. | It's the best gift you'll find. Eight forty-five Eastern. | Don't get left behind. | Stay positive, | Garrett Baldwin |
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