I hesitate to make a list, of all the countless deal's I've missed. Bonanzas that were in my grip, I watched them through my fingers slip.
The windfalls which I should have bought, were lost because I over thought. I thought of this, I thought of that, I could have sworn I smelled a rat.
And while I thought things over twice, another grabbed them at the price.
A very cautious man am I and, that is why I never buy.
When tracks rose high on Sixth and Third, The price I felt absurd. Whole block fronts-bleak & black with soot, were priced at thirty bucks a foot! I wouldn't even make a bid, but others did-yes others did!
When Tucson was cheap desert land, I could have had a heap of sand.
When Phoenix was a place to buy, I thought the climate much to dry. Invest in Dallas - that's my spot! My sixth sense warned me I should not. A very prudent man am I and, that is why I'll never buy.
How Nassau and how Suffolk grew! New Jersey, Staten Island, Too!
When others culled those sprawling farms - and welcomed deals with open arms -
A corner here, ten acres there, compounding values year by year.
I chose to think and as I thought, they got the deals I should have got.
The golden chances I had are lost and will not come again.
Today I cannot be enticed, for everything's so overpriced.
The deals of yesteryear are dead, the market's soft - and so's my head.
Last night I had a fearful dream, I know I wakened with a scream. Some Indians approached my bed, for trinkets on the barrelhead. In dollar bills worth twenty-four and nothing less and nothing more.
They'd sell Manhatten Isle to me. The most I'd go was twenty-three.
The Redman scowled... not on a bet - and sold to Peter Minuit.
At times a teardrop downs my eye, from deals I had, but did not buy:
And now life's saddest words I pen,
"If only I'd invested then"
- NUMBER1EXPERTS™ 
