The market continues to dive,
Your assets may never revive,
But what really burns me
And deeply concerns me?
I can’t cure that slice on my drive.
The market continues to dive,
Your assets may never revive,
But what really burns me
And deeply concerns me?
I can’t cure that slice on my drive.
We once were upheld and admired –
That attitude’s clearly expired.
We once were allied,
But that feeling’s died
No wonder they’re saying “you’re fired.”
Oh, be still, my heart! Liberation!
As Tariff Joy wafts o’er the Nation!
(But still, you’ll be screwed
By the new price of food,
Unless you’re a cat-eating Hatian.)
He starts with some fictional slights
And then he begins picking fights.
He insults our friends
And won’t make amends
And never will put things to rights
If people raise issues, distort them,
Or twist them all out of proportion –
Proclaim what offends,
Raise tariffs on friends,
And as for the people, deport them.
They can’t blame the tariffs on Biden –
And anger is starting to widen.
So say it’s a “blip,”
Don’s steering the ship –
(But we know the ship’s “The Posiedon”)
In quite a revealing concession,
Don says we might see a recession.
But saying it’s true
That he hasn’t a clue
Would be a more honest confession.
We’re having these tariffs….no, wait…
They’re on; I’ve just pushed back the date.
They’ll start right away!
Though first, this delay….
(I’m making America great).