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Heroes and Their Grain

Giving thanks for recompense
And orders of ovation
Sipping wild leaves and hanging still
in Fortis by the fire,
a beckon of apostasy
And using little days of Swindon
Maximizing strength and running-
places near and North
Shining to a sale
Ripping into water
Making great amends
Using heat for war-
when matches near
Proposed to ten more leaves
To carbonize our year
In a place five times the week
Another year for Carney-
Year of the invincible fight
When truth supposes a way-
to save us from the darkness
In any way a prayer
For forgiveness and works in the world
Accepting prayers in judgement time
While Donald reads the fax
A spirit machine
And a tripartite statement
What comes of news is war
And the Senate even supposed
Whatever Norway chooses
Is a risk to the untold
We offer every golden rule
To sow for prizes heard
In remorse and about this fear
That rain may fall on Winter
Sending mosquito gifts
For the first in quarter time
A witness calls-
Seeking better insurance
Who treasures the ugly prize
For picking up on pastures
And then it snows-
Affording to said Witness
The cards under the table
Are a long walk to Don
The fallacy of gamesman days
Besting those who dare
To speak for what is fortune
And hanging left to dry-
the venerable year
A palatial place of hell
But in that garden we do grow
With ecstasy and a fever
And when our greens are ready
We will send some in the mail
About face: I am a drifter
Wallowing in Canada Post
My favourite type of office
And liking your remain
If it is fallen
And darkest night
The weary hear a beep
For Jezebel the accountant
Standing up for you,
the money prophet host
For which there is return
Upon this hallowed ground
And shunning court with hades
While men pick up the news-
Rome is here and ready
While peace is months to be-
No single war-
can escape the Senate’s will
Marks and calls for escape
From Wildwood and its pen-
the dealers of Upham calling
To smear the great assumption
That Canada isn’t ready
Simple years and native wild-
species to the garden
Accepted by Man’s plate
And feeding your return:

Gracious Canada,
Lean into beginning
As much as peace to happen
The days ahead will call
Go,
Row alone
And sacrifice the news
For dirty years of Able
And forceps to the new
Raking dawn,
Sin as war
In these things we watch
And the hero is the same,
Pretending men of war-
Will call us to the room
Sight unsigned
Proxy to this witness
Failhead for the dowry
And what is done by rote-
the insubstantial
A year’s quest by the page
So this worry will abide
And untoward thy name
By pressure rank
Sealing days of ore
And often then
We keep the Water clean
Heaven’s rouse
And home.