Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Mon Dieu, c'est moi!

... In celebration of planetary poetry month 14.

2 comments:

  1. Heh, jes' because you're in a Canadian paper, you don't have to go all French on oui and start wearing a toque and acting like a Trailer-Park Boy (or eating poutine) thinking you're now an honourary Canuck or something, eh?

    Er, wait a minute, yes it does :) . . . Your toque's in the mail; and, it will have a little maple-leaf flag and a beaver on it; but, it will not exist until you post pics, no, a video, yes, a YouTube video singing "Oh, Canada" while slurping maple syrup and saying, "I never knew how great ten feet of snow in the winter could be till I became an honourary Canadian and the whole world just got so much nicer" . . .

    Ask Mary B. She says we're legendary nice and she was in the capital city where the politicos are not nice at all; but, no matter, they were nice to Mary and she now has her toque and you don't :). You will have to be very nice to me until it arrives . . . and, you know how long mail takes from Philly to here, eh? OMGulp, it could happen in this decade.

    Thinking, thinking . . .Can this country stand another Frank? We had one, you know, it went out of business a couple months ago. You good at satirical writing that digs up the dirt on our squeaky-clean Prime Monsters?

    Thought so, LOL.

    p.s. Even my word-veri thingie for this post says it all: hippr, yeah?

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  2. I enjoyed it very much. :)

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