Meet Rob Ford
Meet Rob Ford.
A panda in this land.
The Mayor of Toronto.
A hero they have banned.
A servant of Toronto
and maybe the whole world.
A will as strong as iron.
A faith that has been furled.
A man who loves his country.
Who worked for greater good.
A Saint who smoked a crack pipe.
An average people's hood.
The leader of a city.
assaulted by the press;
Then kissed upon the lips.
when council was a mess.
A liar for our nation.
They cut him to the rib.
Exposing what is private.
The mayor had to fib.
Now rise up Mayor Ford.
Your wounds have all our names.
Your critics are of Hell
but your fans ignore the flames.
Your legacy is leaving you.
No council to administer.
But keep your faith as close to you
that one day your Prime Minister.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2013
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