We arrived here in chaos, and left here in kind,
And though we seemed to be flying blind,
We've landed there safely, if somewhat confused,
Running on adrenaline (caffeine infused).
So I sit here alone, at this grey folding table,
Writing this verse, because I'm not able,
To leave here without a few words of adieu,
Now it's time to pack up and get home to you.
On The Right Honourable Brian Mulroney: An Open Letter to Pierre Poilievre
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Dear Pierre,
Out of respect, I waited to write this until after the funeral of the late
Right Honourable Brian Mulroney.
Respect. It's something that...
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