BIG Chart and TA Thread 2.0, page-134

When manipulation is at the root and pigs in fear do fall

With closing stammers or are they hammers, our backs against the wall

Candles burn in contrasting colours, with wicks some short some long

The chartists squint to see a pattern long before the gong

Bunched on the charts from day to day mean lines to stop them falling

Some draw straight in parallels or convergence but their trig it has me bawling

So for me it’s the curves with shallow cups and handles yet to form

If you cover one eye like Pirate Pete, repeating cutlasses surely are the norm

In my younger days I played a game and now I long to see

Its curved stick with tape bound and striped, it will surely bring us glee J