I read the Wall Street Journal; I find it clear as mud.
When understanding's imminent, it's nipped right in the bud.
All those facts and figures, those graphs and pie charts, too . . .
they'd make a Rockefeller wince and turn poor Einstein blue.
There ain't no crossword puzzles; no comic strips to read.
There's just dry exposition; it makes my eyeballs bleed.
I wish I had a dollar for all the yawns and groans
this newspaper has garnered -- a scion of Dow Jones . . .
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