The brands we know so well,
In China, sales now fell.
World wide trading, not so bright,
Canada Goose, less bright light.
Apple's phone, not quite the same,
The boom went out, just a name.
No longer buying 'foreign spree',
What could the realy reason be?
A year has passed since lock down,
But money's slow to come around.
The shopper's cautious, waiting still,
No eager climb the till.
The brands now feel the squeeze,
As spending power flees.
A cautious hand, a wary eye,
Where dreams of profit used to lie.
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