A game of walls, a tangled thread,
Across the sea, the tariffs spread.
Some shops overseas will feel the sting,
A little less fresh cash they bring.
But closer home, a different plight,
A price tag climbs, a painful sight.
The shopper sighs, the purse feels thin,
American pockets, losing within.
The promise made, a booming sound,
Yet higher bills are all around.
A tangled web, a twist of fate,
The ones who pay? Right at the gate.
T.M.Solvang
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