Canada Loves Its Prime Minister Justin Trudeau Poem by Gayathri Seetharam

Canada loves its Prime Minister Justin Trudeau
-Gayathri B. Seetharam
I decided to look through William Shakespeare's Julius Ceasar for a beautiful line on the Roman Empire
For the Greek and Roman civilizations define western society as a successful one
And good fortune has dictated that Canada is mostly thriving under the PMship of Justin Trudeau
But I had a sudden fear take hold of me for Julius Ceasar is stabbed by his entire Senate
Who have risen in secret uprising against him
And his friend, Mark Antony, defends him to the people of Rome
By saying that he was an ambitious and honourable man
And that was his only fault
As is Justin Trudeau's failing, if you will,
For Carbon Bromo Chloride (CBC) sometimes tends to be unreactive with the man
Or reacts violently to form a poisonous gas or liquid in its solid state of reaction
And I am not pointing my fingers at anyone;

This is about more ambitious and honourable men
Who play the SuperBowl every year for I was reminded of one of the greatest comebacks in sports history
Last Saturday when the Houston Oilers vs. Buffalo Bills football game from play-off standpoint played in 1992-93 was included in a list of comebacks by TSN
I remember that I used to root for Warren Moon of the Oilers and Steve Christie of the Bills did not interest me because the Bills played mostly defensive games
And I was watching with my husband and a couple of male friends,
And after thrash talking a little for the Oilers through the game
I left for a high impact aerobics class in SRC, Arizona State University
To come back to a loss by the Houston Oilers
Which I could not believe had happened
And this was as gobsmacking as the 0.5 sec on the clock remaining in the game - two pointer scored by Charles Barkley in a Phoenix Suns game
Against the Portalnd Trail Blazers in the NBA who have seen better days;

I must confess that I love honourable and ambitious men
With slightly dishonourable intentions towards me
And I must recollect times with my work crowd which were good times
And I must mentally bid them all a fond farewell for a few of them have caused me some heartache
And I am glad that my most emphasized times of sexual need are a thing of the past.