And all through the flat
My belongings were disinter
Grating - just like that.
My laptop, my camera, then -
Down fell my pride -
Though I shouldn't sulk when
Whalan didn't mean to be snide.
I was the only one who
Failed to obtain their first place
And I felt a bit blue
Having it rubbed in my face
But soon I felt glee
And I no longer critiqued.
Canada was always for me,
I had merely felt piqued.
Dedicated to Nancy Mason.
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