When you in places of Kingdom wallow
beware the offal you may yet swallow
and oh, the musk of such, may taste so awful
we seemingly bear it, to our shame so terse
so again, I write, some trite, mal-verse
I cannot begin.., to decide, what's worse..
these dour writings.. of a land gone bad..
or me, upon beer, reflect.., so sad..
Is this, the thing, that my Dear Old Dad,
had, put in store, for his Dear Young Lad?

So troubling, such a question is
I decided, upright, that my own seed
do raise forth in a land, and indeed
in which they would suffer, sure no need
at least as much, as bodys' creed
the lucky kids, they live in Canada
a Country that any Mother loves
do you yet wonder why
why few of Canada, do sad sigh?
it is of they, that mean real good
as any loving human should...

Think yer bad? Stop before it gets BAAAD!


This does relate to illegal immigration. How? All people are looking for the best place for their kids to be, notwithstanding themselves. g