Moonshine isn’t liquor
It’s reflected lunar light
Made in China, we all snicker:
Mao’s star is burning bright
The Dollar is conflating
Sleepy sunrays in disguise
With coolies who are baiting
Golden hooks to globalize
Corporations in the West
At their C E Os’ behest!
Comintern or corporation
Every Shaolin knows his station
Appended to the monks of Sion:
The Fed’s a cross to bear and die on
But mandarins just love their ponds
Of yellow fish and U S bonds
