A stack of fresh Canadian pancakes, a jar of their best
Maple syrup, a fresh coffe, one suger and good cream
But it must include...One trudeau; to go.' In that case i'll
I'll Spend some real time in this place, praying about
The currant dis-order scene?
He's all about policy..' Not about politics.' Maybe the
R C M P Can't get him out of this fix.? If he's not into
Politics.? What the hell.! Is that a slick-trick ? I thought
He liked 'the greasy pole?' At the trough.' And party sole
Number one so me' i thought.? Yet in the quest for certainty.? The truths maybe been out sourced..?
I think its plain, there is no gain..on prevarication
About white powder on a plane.? Another plane
Of parliament, created to sow unity and cement
To foster benefice encourage accord, for there a
Nazi to applaud.?? I speak not alone of my deep
Affront.' But of those who were murdered tortured
By the brunt.. Of fachist thugs infamous men that
Ran amock in europe till the end, of 1945 we know
Think well.? thats over may it ever be so.! The Jews
And Roma, and physically/mentally afflicted also
And homosexuals i raise
That issue.' I really must.! I say never again and place
In God my trust.'
Very impressed with our PM acting so humbly
Proving to be a great leader of this fantastic country
Admired by many
Projects great envy
A model for the world to follow trustily
Pierre Elliot Trudeau,
prime minister of Canada for 15 years, now this is a man to know;
a colorful personality mobbed by throngs of cameras and adoring female youth,
yet it is his many political decisions that haunt us still- oh, that is our truth !
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January 22, 2019
Poetry/Clerihew/Pierre Elliot Trudeau
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Written for the contest, Educate Me With Humor, Leader Clerihew
Sponsor, Andrea Dietrich
Third Place
Justin Pierre Trudeau
a prime minister worth getting to know
he has a tattoo, does yoga, a boxer, and nice to look at
I sure would love (wink, wink) to have a l o n g political chat !
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January 22, 2019
Poetry/Clerihew/Justin Pierre Trudeau
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My cries go out to Trudeau
passing in the sky.
His little children watching
from their window high.
The sunlight on the jetplane
asking for a sigh.
As clouds around their window
frame them waving bye.
Their million miles of travel
they say they have to fly
when all their pets on gravel
beg to wonder why.
The Primeminister's gone on tour again.
He's going where I have dreamed.
To wait for him through postcards
much more than I esteemed.
The cost I'm too through budget
much high above my wage.
To take the time to travel
has left me home in rage.
Pierre Trudeau
in his day there tended to be blondes-to-go
now there’s Junior
apparently a frequent absentee for his daily nooner.
The flamboyant Pierre Elliot Trudeau,
Canada’s 15th Prime Minister, known for saying fuddle-duddle you know.
Also established the Charter of Rights and Freedom,
Wish he was still alive, we surely need him.
Written October 9, 2012
For Andrea Dietrich’s contest
“a fresh batch of Clerihews”