Trade War

[Johntee]

Trade War


Upon the silent hinge of fate

great Empires turn to rise and fall

unthought as in the dark of night

mighty armies strain and fight

and trade in blood smite for smite

while magnanimous to a fault

Death stands over all.

[lunar glide]

Ooh yes magnanimous to a fault . What a wonderful line

[Johntee]

Thanks LG Each day the trade alters.
One day it's China, steel and Soy,
the next it's Russia and rocket for rocket.

[Tony Grannell]

Hello Johntee, ... and what ever happened to pork bellies. I enjoyed this one, great stuff. Fond regards, Tony.

[Johntee]

China has their own pork bellies now, that's what the soy is for