Your lights are on, but you're not home.The week Arnold Viersen was born, Robert Palmer's "Addicted to Love" topped the Billboard Hot 100. Who dares call it coincidence?
Your mind is not your own.
The poet first captured my attention this past May, when he presented this at the Conservative Party Convention:
Straight outta Barrhead, Alberta (pop. 4,432).
Viersen is a seer. Leadership no-shows like Tony Clement were included only because lines like this are to good to let slide:
I've got the chops,
Like to drink hops.
Even on twitter
I'm a heavy hitter.
In Cabinet for ten years,
Leave the Libs in tears.
The man from Muskoka,
I'm our party's Lee Iococa.
but when it comes to verse he really shines. Consider "Farmers: Heart of Rural Canada," which the MP performed in the House on 6 May 2016:
Springtime is here; our farmers are in their fields"Don't egg me on, the yolk's on you." That line alone is worth every cent of the $170,400 the MP will earn this year.
Assessing the moisture, gauging their yields.
When rain is sparse and times are tough
And the price of hay is especially rough,
As Conservatives we understand
It takes hard work to till the land.
Alberta NDP passed a law for working on prairie farms:
More expensive food – don’t care who it harms.
They said, “John dear, we want your food
But only feed your cows when we’re in the mood;
No overtime or you pay the price.”
Beef and pork will cost more than twice.
We’re standing up for farmers, feeding cows ’till nine.
We’re standing up for farmers, working overtime.
You eat their beef, you sit on leather,
Your feet are shoed in stormy weather.
Without their food, life would be grim
Unless you plan to be awfully thin
Family farms are getting fewer.
Once they’re gone, we’re in deep manure.
Don’t egg me on, the yolk’s on you.
If farmers leave, what will we do?
Bottom line – You want to eat?
Support our farmers – Buy their wheat.
To think it has been immortalized in Hansard.