RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CANADA
The American Crisis
Mark Carney* and the Canadian nation
Have arrived at a critical crossroad
Like a runaway train approaching as station
They are asked to carry a heavy load
He must deal with the brute at the border
Who has neither a heart nor ears
Who isn’t concerned with the mass disorder
Caused by the ship that he steers
More than two hundred years of alliance
Shattered in the quick of an hour
Our friendship and trade were reliant
Now they’ve turned rotten and sour
They must find a way to appease him
Without becoming his pet
Any moment the wrath could seize him
And send us all into massive debt
Oh how I wish we could turn back time
To a place where we all got along
When the northern winds were calm and sublime
But that was only a dream in a song
* Canada’s new Prime Minister
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