Please pay no attention to
that nutty man behind the curtain
in the land south of yours
on this continent we share.

If I could, I would send up an
old-fashioned red biplane
towing a huge, ribbony sign,
saying,

Canada, We Love You!

You have been nothing but
lovely to us, the most generous
of neighbors and hosts when
we cross our mutual border,
though, at the moment,
we don’t collectively deserve
your hospitality.

But that’s not in your nature,
to turn away those you see as
friends. And, it seems to me,
that you see all of us—even
the most disagreeable of us—
as friends.

And so many of us, your
southern neighbors, feel
genuine affection for you
for your benevolent spirit.

O Canada, know that millions
of us down here see you as
the calmer, saner neighbors
we wish for among our own
folks. They’re here among
us, too, just not in charge
right now

—so sorry about that—

but we want you to
know that we extend our
arms in friendship as
you have long done for us.

We pray that this, too, will
pass sooner than later,
but for now, know how
grateful we are
to and for you, eh?

We so, so are.