Poetic License

摘要

The cabin saved me from the storm/But also when the rainbow came/The shades were drawn,the covers taut/I felt those op-posites the same./Because I felt nothing at all/Andnever saw how dose the wreck/And never cheered the winds first still/As I might have up on deck.So begins Robert Smith's poem Up on Deck-a metaphor,says the manager of T.Rowe Price Growth Stock,for taking risks in the stock market.