Treasure Island

James Bredin

(1933 / Ennis Canada)

SENATE REAL ESTATE APPOINTEES... JULY 29TH,2013


Why can’t our appointed Senate be abolished forever?
Because Ottawa aristocrats don’t want it severed,
Its written in the Constitution and that can’t be changed,
Referendums are relatively unknown and can’t be arranged.




And the idea of democracy is frowned on by the elite,
Senators must own real estate so shut up, sit down and take a seat,
The Canadian establishment forbids any changes,
It’s like death-with-dignity - no one is allowed these arrangements.




And if the Senate appointees have a money scandal or two,
It should be swept under their red rug - they are only a few,
Trudeau was the last one to change the Constitution a lone time ago,
They will not allow any more of those shenanigans though.

July 29th,2013

Submitted: Monday, July 29, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

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SENATE REAL ESTATE APPOINTEES... July 29th,2013
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JAMES BREDIN

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