The Economist's Sonnet

You stopped existing that moment I began living.
That's what we are, we're Pareto Efficient.
I could've been your complement but like
indifference curves we're similarly curved
yet differently leveled.
I am your margin of error,
You are my sunk cost.
I thought I could regress you
and your infinitely many variables.

I was comparatively advantaged until
you perfected your dumping scheme.
You made me a closed economy.
My love was tax free
until you're love that was "value-added".
Leave my market alone.
Ceteris paribus, we were good.
Nothing's contant, not even your
invisible hands.