詞： 大貓
O Canada Broken Dreams
The maple leaf waves in the breeze,
A welcoming dream, borders with ease.
Refugees in hotels, their stay is grand,
Even working hard, Canadians can't stand.
Fake students flood, their goals in sight,
Working jobs, skipping class outright.
Locals struggle, job boards bare,
Unemployment rises—life’s unfair.
The government spends with lavish flair,
While common folk seek bread to share.
“Budgets balance!” they proudly shout,
As deficits grow, no way out.
Stolen cars to Africa sail,
Montreal’s docks a bustling trail.
Thieves in court by morning’s glow,
Back on the streets by afternoon show.
Legal weed—a shining feat,
Injection sites on urban streets.
Helping hands in the name of care,
While addicts’ lives tax burdens bear.
Gunshots ring in the midnight square,
Malls are smashed, rage fills the air.
"No woman president next door?" they cry,
“Feminism’s dead!” comes the reply.
At home we falter, yet cash we toss,
Fake virtue shines, no matter the cost.
Citizens grumble, voices soar,
Who will guide us to restore?
Prices soar, and patience dies,
Under a maple-painted sky.
