2020.07.09.
We'll Get There
My friends,I assure you that times are tough
Don't get discouraged,
It'll get better
There'll be jobs
For everyone this winter
Just give the new government
Some time
We'll get there, we'll get there and don't lose hope
I always have a happy heart and I continue to speak gibberish
We complain to Montreal,
We're doing ok
In the province of Quebec,
We eat our really dry bread
There aren't jobs in Canada,
Even less in America
Don't go looking for one any further,
You're certain to end up hungry!
It's expensive to feed yourself
In these times on (a line of) credit:
Don't rely on the grocery store,
I have cookies
But I don't have anymore,
My lil husband doesn't work
Now I'm starving
And my stomach's shriveled up
Look at how twiggy I am,
I have holes in my shoes
My toenails are all crooked,
The tips stick out in the air
The tops of my shoes are cracked,
The bottoms splitting away
My toes stick out through them,
But it's better than having none at all
The guy who I rent from,
He's also really twiggy
My car is burnt-out,
I have 5 broken windows
My lights don't work
And I haven't paid my water bill
They don't have to bother me,
I'll throw them down the stairs