Canadian Ruling Elite
By
James Bredin
There once was a Liberal candidate who was normal and straight,
Went off to Ottawa to vote in the same-sex debate,
Told by the Prime Minister he had to vote a certain way,
Or his application papers would never get signed again, hey hey!
And of course he did exactly as he was expected,
It’s not like he went over to the other side and defected,
Brainwashed into thinking that he must; he had to obey,
Forgot his constituents because they were so far away.
And at every photo op he opens his mouth to speak,
Meaningless words part of the Liberal political technique,
Say anything, do anything but do not rock their boat,
To stay in power forever and always act on remote.
And Canadians of course are always polite and quiet,
Only far away left-wing radicals would have a riot,
Appointed senators, governor generals and judges,
Appointed without questions with only winks and some nudges.
No referendums, no recall and no term limits please,
Democratic stuff like that could be considered a disease,
We have Trudeau’s Charter and constantly told that we are great,
As we all nod our heads but don’t get involved in this debate.
Special treatment for some provinces under the northern lights,
Though Trudeau’s Charter does not give anyone property rights,
But rights for “Everyone” in the world when they finally get here,
No question about secret foundations and no one sheds a tear.
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
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