'Tis Canada's scheme, a plot of cunning spun,
To trade with U.S., their trust thus won.
Yet Mexico, they'll toss beneath the wheel-ike bus,
Pray for them, St. Benedictus!

India, to China fair, a challenge bold doth set,
A chance in hand, on factory floor, a bet.
Trump in power, tariffs high, Chinese wares do cost,
In this game of trade, who hath lost?

Ukraine, with Western missiles, fires in earnest fray,
To build their own, they do assay.
But lack of coin and skill, constraints do take their toll,
In this struggle, may God save each soul!

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur