Stockwell Day

by

James Bredin

Hey Stockwell, I voted for you and for all of that,
And I was glad when you had your kick at the cat,
But somewhere along the way you lost,
When members and policies all got tossed.

I too suffer and feel the pain of your humiliation,
The sting of the proverbial whip and Liberal domination,
When we keenly observed the Shawinigan capers,
Got embittered by the RCMP and the Ethics guy fakers.

All sins are forgiven when they buy elections,
With taxpayers’ money to special selections
No crime, no punishment for all the missing billions
Under the carpet by HRDC civilians

The Canadian dream has gone up in smoke,
And you Stockwell, a political joke,
Not quite as bad as Joe Clark that’s true
In that queer Calgary parade; who knew?

But somehow Stockwell you’re still around
Haven’t got the message, haven’t heard the sound
Didn’t ask the right questions to that socialist crew
Jean and Hedy, Elinor and Marie and Sheila too

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Why don't you look at The Test
by: Richard F. Solimine
from: Hauppauge, NY, US

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