Oh investor, oh investor, so wise and so grand
Your talent tree's a wonder, in this financial land

You've mastered the art of sleeping in till noon
Your ability to snooze, is a skill to boon

You can understand nonsense, with a straight face too
A talent for gibberish, that's what you do

You keep on learning, though your brain may protest
A thirst for knowledge, that's what makes you the best

You stay away from masses, like a plague or a flu
No herding for you, no sir, you're a rebel, it's true

You calculate time, as money in your head
A minute's delay, is a dollar less in bed

You control your emotions, like a pro in a cage
No market fluctuations, can make you turn the page

You control your passion, like a monk in a cell
No impulsive decisions, just calm and swell

You do the minimum, most of the time
A master of efficiency, in this financial rhyme

And last but not least, you're an introvert supreme
No networking for you, just solo and serene

So here's to the investor, with talents so rare
May your wealth grow exponentially, without a single care!