Posts Tagged ‘NAFTA’

The North America Free Trade Agreement II

January 22, 2020

As Canada will soon decide whether or not to sign a renewed North America Free Trade Agreement, here’s a poem. Feel free to share.

NAFTA II

Auto parts, pots, aluminum, and steel

Beef, barley, beggars, and MBAs

All, all part of the deal

Leaving me sad with financial malaise.

As negotiators negote and negoo

They work on levels beyond me, beyond you

They profess an air of fairest trade

But, but, it just ain’t true.

Sitting at tables opposite and opulent

They plot how to gain an advantage monopulent

You’d think they were trading apples or horses

As they shelter and shield secret discourses.

This is the nature of the creature NAFTA

No self-respecting leader would sign it, unless they hafta.

Time To Redraft A Nafta

September 20, 2018

Auto parts, pots, aluminum, and steel
Beef, barley, beggars, and MBAs
All, all part of the deal
Leaving me sad with financial malaise.
As negotiators negote and negoo
They work on levels beyond me, beyond you
They profess an air of fairest trade
But, but, it just ain’t true.
Sitting at tables opposite and opulent
They plot how to gain an advantage monopulent
You’d think they were trading apples or horses
As they shelter and shield secret discourses.
This is the nature of the creature NAFTA
Trade Agreement—will we redraft a?

Star-Spangled Poem, or A July Fourth Poem To End Trade Wars

July 3, 2018

Canadian flag American flag

Shall I set a tariff on July Fourth

If our leaders can’t employ some common sense?

Let us be friends from this day forth.

 

I read that American rockets glare north

But let’s put down our sabers from this day hence

Shall I set a tariff on July Fourth?

 

Children know inherently war has no worth

But like trees, with age, we grow more dense

Let us be friends from this day forth.

 

Let’s build a wall to protect our common swarth

Or around our elected leaders with a fence

Shall I set a tariff on July Fourth?

 

A little Tit for Tat yields more Darth and Dearth

At a time we all seek more recompense

Let us be friends from this day forth.

 

A handshake ain’t enough to save the Earth

Let us make pretense forever past tense

Shall I set a tariff on July Fourth?

Let us be friends from this day forth.