I LOVE Fernie.This place.
Smalltown pace, knowing the clerk’s face, night-time drum-n-bass, mountain-sheltered … space
godly things, NEW chocolate shops, OLD stumpy, up 3 sisters, down 3 kings,
familiar eyes and lawn trimmed perfect by, old Italian guy
But tonight my slam is for all CAPITAL-A CAPITAL-B HATERS
who, like me, ever said “BEEP BEEPIN, red-platers”
Birthday brats, we brag, unwilling to share
But these mountains are not ours or theirs
Though wrapped in green ribbon and white bow,
by the, Higher Powers. The Powers-That-Be,
Powers that be wishin’ we seein’ their vision.
of Kindness, Understanding, Respct-
But heck
I play the game in my mind, SUV pulls in from my blind
Cuts me off without pity like 2nd ave is his Cow-Town city
RED-plate, but I don’t hate
I used to seethe, now I breathe
you see, SUV slaves to collect enough… paper quadrilaterals
to enjoy the mountain, saddle-bowls
And when I city-drive, I need to draw on rage, release my
Mario-Andretti, psycho-speedin horn-honkin, finger-flippin INNER BEAST
okay, I’m not that bad, but here’s my pledge
I WILL NOT JUDGE CALGARY BY ITS WORST EXAMPLES
plenty of BLEEP BLEEPS in this town, my hikers and campers
Weekdays SUV chooses to, make Big Money; weekdays I choose to, ride Big Money
Mr SUV is 5-lane insane Mcleod Trail-men-tality
Not because he, wants to be, not because he tries to see?
but because that’s 5 days of his 7, workin’ to afford … condo in heaven
I’ll close by stealin', words aristotelian “We ARE what we repeatedly do”
So I ask you, see G Y hate, the red-plate Why CG Y
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