Oh Canada: the pine-cone republic, in three limericks

Yep, it’s true. If it was warm enough to grow the tasty tube fruit, we’d be in danger of becoming a banana republic. (Monarchy notwithstanding.)

As a proud Canadian, I find the debacle we call parliament is embarrassing. The corruption of the Liberals is disgusting, and I don’t trust any of the other parties in the house much more. (The Conservatives less, if truth be told.)

Rather than rant incoherently, I thought I’d express myself in limerick form:

There once was a PM named “Dithers”
who tended to bluster and blither,
when his Liberals were found out,
to Canada he’d just tout,
“we’re slimy but the Tories they slither.”

The Liberals they followed Paul Martin,
and their numbers were droppin’ and smartin’
when asked if they’d step down,
old Dithers he just frowned,
and said its procedural fartin’.

The source of this malady’s Jean.
Too long the Grits have hanged on.

We’re faced with a Harpur,
A Leighton, a carper …
Give our Greenies the baton!