Being Canadian
Chilled to the bone, this winter sucked
More than this guy could bear
Canadian eh! Should be used to this stuff
Patience? Got none left to spare
Never, if I live to be a hundred and ten
Do I want to experience that again
A winter not meant for human endurance
Been tortured for months on end
Maybe there's a silver lining up ahead
And we're all headed for Utopia
Where it's never gets below 60 each day
And never suffer from agoraphobia
Chilled to the bone, can't handle anymore
Up to my eyeballs in snow
They say being Canadian has it's advantages
What they are, I'd sure like to know
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2014
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment