Poem---"Let the Market Decide"

"Let the Market Decide"
( I found this little poem wrapped up in a mayonaisse jar, lying in the gutter near the Lake Leota Park. I have reproduced it without alteration.)


I love
my old
friend
Laissez-Faire
I call on him
whenever I
like to be
alone
whenever I
feel someone wants
some money


I love
my old
friend
Laizzie Faire
except when
I need
a grant or
two,,,,or even
three if
need
be


"Let the
Market decide"
that's the
cry
and it's
so nice I know
so well it's what
I do
or say

Just
stand
or maybe
sit,
bow
or kneel
or whatever ..just do as
I say
that's the
special
lazzai faire
way