Best Imported Poems

My scarf’s from Killarney.
My car’s from Japan.
My glasses - from Denmark
(And not on my plan!)

My shoes are from China
(Which was a surprise).
My baking dish - Portugal,
Sweet for the eyes.

Today is Thanksgiving,
America’s day.
Importing it all
Is America’s way....

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When might they be swarming the market
Eardrums deafening with pure racket:
The at-all-times mad desire
That makes importer a messiah:
Shipping bent on vomiting the goods
Over which the dying user broods…

A consumer’s quest for the newness 
One’s government checks with a shrewdness,
Never ceasing to the Brisk Things tax,
A...

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