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Canadian Moral Values

By

James Bredin

Carolyn Parrish hates the Americans with a passion,

In her dippy do dad left-wing place, this is the fashion,

Hates George Bush too though he is the American boss,

Does Parrish make policy and could this be our loss?

I myself would like to celebrate George’s reelection,

With the moral-value guys who made the selection,

The Liberals of course see this as oncoming doom,

As we all move over to give the refugees more room.

These international socialists have their own agenda,

Pumped out every day in Liberal propaganda,

Goody-two-shoe righteous types with their own book of rules,

Want us in Africa running around like UN fools.



Because they’re pampered in Ottawa by Liberal friends,

Pay the ransom to Quebec and all those socialist trends,

Call it “equalization” or some other nice name,

As we look on and they drag us down their Liberal drain.

These sad shameless jet-setting spineless Adscam slobs,



Airheads and windbags in lock step appointing other snobs,

To make their own righteous moral value decisions,

About freedom of choice, ethics and marriage revisions.

And we can only be mesmerized by their actions,

Movement of money revealed in adscam transactions,

We’re not allowed referendums, term limits or recall

It’s their status quo they maintain and stuff it to us all.

Sunday, November 07, 2004

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Terrorists Arrive Every Night

By

James Bredin

Why would they refuse to name all these criminals and thieves?

Are they in league with refugees and terrorists who deceive?

Why should they hide all this from Canadians who want to know?

Why should this Liberal government behave so wretched and low?

Thousands of these deportee refugees have long gone over the fence,

Is it possible that our politicians could be so dense?

Why can’t they give the names or the reason terrorist stay hidden?

Or is it something their immigration lawyers have forbidden?

Why are these criminals and terrorists all arriving here?

Because they’re never held in custody and they have no fear,

They’re trying to escape justice and find an easy place to live,

And they heard Canadian immigration is like a sieve.

Is it possible that Canadians might change things around?

Put these thieves and terrorists in jail so they can’t make a sound.

Force these politicians to reveal their secret agenda,

But we can’t do that because we’re not allowed referenda.

Their terrorist organizations have lots of lawyers and rights,

Waiting to set up camp when they’re given or get the green light,

They like this political arena and they’re going to stay,

‘Cause now they can evade all justice and never go away.

Respect for leftist politicians gets lower and lower,

And ethics if they ever had any gets slower and slower?

The evidence is there at the airport every single night,

As they claim refugee status coming in on every flight.

Friday, November 07, 2003

The Access Act Arrangements

By

James Bredin

Chretien and his clan set up a scheme to keep the people out,

To hide and conceal what he and his Liberals were all about,

They called it the Access Act to censor and stop and conceal

What they didn’t want to answer and not ever reveal.

This Access Act was just a cover for their censorship show,

Prevent and delay the public from knowing what they should know,

Used scores of civil servants in these thankless arduous tasks,

And pompously pretended they were busy behind their masks.

They called themselves coordinators of communications,

A fancy name for censorship to prevent implications,

Contentious issues should die or never see the light of day,

Nothing that might embarrass their politicians on display.

They viewed transparency as tantamount to treachery,

Prevent the people from seeing corruption or lethargy,

The cronyism of curious contracts should be concealed,

And secret shenanigans shredded in case they were revealed.

Do Canadians have the right to know the political truth?

Is that such an awful question or am I showing uncouth?

Do Canadian politicians have something awful lot to hide?

‘Bout Bombardier or Shawinigan that only they decide?

Is democracy for Canadians an impossible dream?

No recall or referendums in this dictatorship scheme,

Can’t vote for a prime minister or inquire ‘bout a judge,

Even if he/she has a special interest or secret grudge.

Saturday, November 01, 2003

Change the Constitution

By

James Bredin

Compulsory voting is probably against their rights,

It would no doubt cause problems for Liberal types,

They like their organized minority to be left in charge,

Better then proportional representation by en large.

The history of strong parties is written in the books,

German, Russian and Chinese if one cares to look,

Therefore proportional representation is the way to go,

So that the tyranny of the minority is kept quite low.

Because political parties have only one goal in mind,

To prolong their stay and appoint all their own kind,

Stick to the status quo and no term limits allowed,

Pump those paid-for surveys that show they’re endowed.

Binding referendums should also be in vogue,

To avoid a long-term prime minister turning into a rogue,

Can we ever change their Chretien/Trudeau Charter?

Written by them back in the days of Jimmy Carter?

October 19th 2003

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He wants to stay and stay

By

James Bredin

We have a situation now where he will not away,

Just clinging on with clasping fingers trying to stay and stay,

He’s still traveling the world as though nothing will ever change,

Someone should stop and tell him that it’s all been rearranged.

Those trained-seal Liberals of course deserve just what they get,

They allowed the ego to be leader so now he can’t forget,

No inquiry allowed into the missing billion dollars,

No conflict of interest in Shawinigan among those scholars.

If he wants to stay that bad at least we should ask him why,

How could the missing billion dollars disappear in the sky?

And the Shawinigan shenanigans; what happened there?

And what about those contracts in Quebec or should we even care?

Sunday, October 12, 2003

A Lean Jean Lousy Legacy

By

James Bredin

Jean: I hear you had another caucus meeting with friends,

You want to stay as prime minister and buck all the trends,

They say that your shelf life has expired and long gone,

And you are now irrelevant and you just don’t belong.

I hear you read reports with no interest in what they said,

Want to push some of your lousy legislation instead,

And democracy as far as you are concerned is dead,

You don’t understand that your opposition is widespread.

They insulted you and said the emperor had no clothes,

And you threatened another snap election just to teach those,

And then they laughed even louder and the meeting froze,

Paul Martin had a meeting too and his influence grows.

Thursday, October 09, 2003

The Access Act

By

James Bredin

And of course their conspiracies cannot be revealed,

Everything is alleged because everything is concealed,

Politicians and friends send bills for every caper,

Inconspicuous obnoxious pieces of paper.

For taxpayers to pay every dollar and cent,

Hidden in the Access Act, entombed where they’re sent,

Appointees and commissioners with fancy titles,

Think six-figure salaries and they could be recycled.

No inquiries please and no one ever goes to jail.

Appointees up high make sure investigations fail.

With shredders near in case someone points a finger,

Burn whistle blowers in case allegations linger.

Conspiracies of silence where everyone’s polite,

And everything is legal so no need to act contrite,

Silence could deafen one and there’s never any scorn,

And the Access Act hides everything that should be known.

Tuesday, October 07, 2003

The Dead who Dared

By

James Bredin

Do we have the time, the energy and the resolve?

The manpower to fix problems that cannot be solved,

Afghanistan will be the same in ten years time,

Despite all those dead Canadians killed in the line.

Now Ottawa admits that many more will soon die,

In cheap jeeps and helicopters that fall out of the sky,

Peacekeepers prancing proudly over there and so brave,

Guiding outdated rusty cheap gear to the grave.

Our stupid politicians will boast in New York,

‘Bout soft power in UN announcements by a dork,

And the media will manage to hype the whole thing,

And the generals will justify flying on one wing.

And no one will dare to ask is our democracy dead?

How many should die for the policy of the feds?

Should we ask for a referendum to get them all back?

But referendums are not allowed for those dead in a sack.

There’s too much pride here to ever admit a mistake,

As they count the dead soldiers coming home to their wake,

Is there anything we can do to change things around?

‘Cause certainly in Afghanistan the answers wont be found.

Saturday, October 04, 2003

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Welcome aboard, dear Dalton

By

James Bredin

Dear Dalton, I hear your mismanagement starts today,

Taxing and spending like Bob Rae but what can I say,

Hear you want elections nailed down every four years,

We’ll be in the hole by then with your socialist arrears.

They say that only forty percent even bothered to vote,

Is proportional representation too remote?

Think recall, referendums and term limits please,

Or do you wait for instructions from that federal sleaze?

Your Liberal friends in Ottawa already love you,

They’ve got you in their pocket and you arrived on cue,

I’ll make a list of your screw ups and pin it on the wall,

And I’ll wait the four years till you try again and fall.

Friday, October 03, 2003

The Lady who didn’t have it All

By

James Bredin

She could pick any man she wanted more or less,

She had looks, career and was considered a great success,

A DR before her name and an alphabet after,

A scholar who only studied and missed all the laughter.

Lately dated all the losers in this land she said,

Half of them were boring and the other half were dead,

I am constantly being wooed she said with a grin,

But of course at university, no course about men.

Her youth had vanished somewhere somehow through the years,

She wore the latest fashions and drove a car with ten gears,

Mother helping desperately looking for one guy,

Someone handsome, not married, and not about to die.

Thursday, October 02, 2003

We Need More Round Women

By

James Bredin

I think all women should carry an extra twenty pounds,

We don’t need bony women as skinny as greyhounds,

And those extra pounds should be in all the right places,

And they should all look well fed with nice round faces.

And those skinny women who jump up and say I’m wrong,

Have been reading those big fat diet books far too long,

Or listening to some talking head on TV giving advice,

‘Bout bad fat or bad cholesterol, they swear is not nice.

And to the one or two of you who may have some doubt,

Who think I probably don’t know what I’m talking about,

Go to Tim Hortons, McDonalds or Burger King,

Eat your fill of donuts hamburgers or chicken wing.

Tuesday, September 30, 2003

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