Economist, Fayetteville, Arkansas
Old Kaspar pulled the window shades
Against the sunset glare
and pondered on the many times
He’d found his cupboard bare.
While Peterkin and Wilhelmine
Looked at the propaganda screen.
They saw the speaker standing there
Behind the microphones
And heard his voice come rolling out
In hortatory tones,
All studded with affirmatives
And garnished with superlatives.
"What lovely words," cried Wilhelmine,
"I wonder what they say!"
"He is explaining," Kaspar sighed,
"Why food is cheap today,
While all the other things we buy
Have prices reaching for the sky."
"The basic cause, the speaker says,
For prices growing high
Is private dollars chasing goods
That people want to buy;
While public dollars in the chase
Make prices wilt like watered lace."
"Are public dollars chasing food?"
Asked little Peterkin.
"He says they’re chasing crops of wheat
And all its kith and kin.
That’s how we get the huge supply
That cheapens all the food we buy."
"Then tell us where does Uncle Sam
Get dollars for the chase?"
"He catches food consumers, Pete,
At home or market place
And helps himself to dollar bills
He finds in private pokes or tills."