Wednesday, November 16, 2011


Sometimes I am walking to class or looking out the window
And I suddenly realise that I am in Canada
I see that other people are Canadian and I am not
I understand that life in England is going on without me,
Even though I am in Canada and England is not.
Then I worry to myself that I am getting dangerously
Close to attaining a soul or a conscience
So I buy a bag of crisps and throw bricks at passers by.

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