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Finally: Fiscal cliff poetry

We keep hearing the fiscal cliff doth loom.
Do we face impending doom?
Republicans should all take note:
There truly was a recent vote.
The electorate let out a collective roar:
The wealthiest should pay a bit more.
But, Democrats, don’t feel too elated;
Liberal extremism was not mandated. ….

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haiku:

The winter winds blow cold
What will the government do?
It doesn’t matter.

Paul-Cincy on December 12, 2012 at 6:26 PM

US economy could withstand brief fall off ‘cliff’
Why US economy could likely withstand a brief fall off the ‘fiscal cliff’ next year
http://finance.yahoo.com/news/us-economy-could-withstand-brief-050520140.html

The reality may be a lot less bleak.

Even if New Year’s passed with no deal, few businesses or consumers would likely panic as long as an agreement seemed likely soon. The tax increases and spending cuts could be retroactively repealed after Jan. 1.

And the impact of the tax increases would be felt only gradually. Most people would receive slightly less money in each paycheck.

Never mind – Emily Litella

Galt2009 on December 12, 2012 at 6:43 PM

haiku:

The winter winds blow cold
What will the government do?
It doesn’t matter.

Paul-Cincy on December 12, 2012 at 6:26 PM

oops. bad format.

The winter blows cold.
What will the government do?
It doesn’t matter.

Paul-Cincy on December 12, 2012 at 7:03 PM

Losers.

WeekendAtBernankes on December 12, 2012 at 7:24 PM

Deficit spending poetry that COINCIDENTALLY predates the recent flurry of financial poetry of all kinds.

Man, you know — I mean the WSJ for — nevermind.

Never. Mind.

Axe on December 12, 2012 at 7:38 PM

Little Barack Horner sat in a corner
Eating his fiscal pie
He stuck in his thumb
And pulled out a dead Republicun
And said if only I knew how to cry

Harry had a little scam,
Little scam, little scam
Harry had a little scam
The fleece was good as gold

Itsy bitsy Geithner went up the money spout
Down came the printing press
And pumped the T Notes out
Up came the One
and dried up all the gain
Itsy bitsy Geithner went down the drain again

By the shores of Gitcha Gimee,
By the shining Big-Sea-Water,
Stood the wigwam of Chrischrissie,
Bigger than the Moon, Chrischrissie.
Dark behind it rose the ego,
Rose the need for good and plenties,
Hugs the first with cones upon them …

Shall I go on

entagor on December 12, 2012 at 9:43 PM