'Twas the night before Christmas in Trudeau's Canada

'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the land, the creatures were stirring, we know the Liberals have no real plan


'Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the land
The creatures were stirring
The Liberals have no plan.

China, the UN
Tells us what to do
It’s really obvious
Trudeau hasn’t a clue


How many scandals
The question has been asked
To bring down a government
To take it to task

Over the years
We’ve seen how it goes
They break the rules
And taxes, they rose

We aren’t talking the red ones
That many like to smell
We’re talking the red ones
That put Canadians through hell

The books are a mess
With each passing day
The interest wipes out
The G.S.T. collected, you say

They gave us a holiday
From a useless little tax
2 months later
We’ll all be on our back



They prance and they preen
Like nothing we’ve seen
Harming us with other taxes
It’s gotten obscene

They say small business
They will work for
But only on-line
Or you have to shutter your door

9 years of harm
Is what we have had
Very few ever thought
It was going to get this bad

The NDP know
Their pensions to get paid
The Liberals have set February fifteenth
As Jagmeet’s pay-day

Freeland is fretting
Her budget is blown
She knew what she was getting
Even Morneau had to go home



Sustainable Development
Is the latest scam
Liberal mouths are shut
You’d think they were a clam

There’s been so many scandals
Canadians seem hoodwinked
By orange-red vandals
Wouldn’t one think

The books are a mess
With each passing day
The interest wipes out
The G.S.T. collected, you say

They gave us a holiday
From a useless little tax
2 months later
We’ll all be on our back



They prance and they preen
Like nothing we’ve seen
Harming us with other taxes
It’s gotten obscene

They say small business
They will work for
But only on-line
Or you have to shutter your door

9 years of harm
Is what we have had
Very few ever thought
It was going to get this bad

Guilbeault and his carbon
Is all that we hear
He bellows and burps
Like he’s had a bad beer



His anger seems real
With his rants and his spiels
Without Canadian oil
Stevie’s bike has no wheels

Trump stated he’s sitting
at our front door
Tariffs are coming
JT’s last meal at Mar-a-Lago

Trump told us
What was to come
Unless JT’s Liberals get
Their work done

'Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the land
The creatures were stirring
We know the Liberals have no real plan


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Elizabeth Marshall—— Author
Director of Research - Ontario Landowners Association
Past Chair - Canadian Justice Review Board
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