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| Most voters in Canada liked Pro Rep a lot. But Trudeau, who lived in Ottawa, did not! Trudeau hated Pro Rep! Why, you might ask? It would make 39% majorities a thing of the past Or it could be, perhaps, that his socks were too tight It could be he just craved the partisan fight But I think that the most likely reason of all May have been that his heart was two sizes too small But, whatever the reason, his heart or just power He regretted his promise ever more by the hour Staring down from Sussex Drive with a sour, Grinchy frown At the warm lighted windows below in their town For he knew every Canadian, the tall and the small Was expecting a change from winner-take-all “When I got elected, I thought the problem was gone!” But these crazy people think reform is still on!” Then he growled, with his fingers nervously drumming “I must find some way to keep Pro Rep from coming! Soon the whole country will see what the experts have said Then how will I get Pro Rep out of their head?” And then! Oh, the facts! Oh, the facts! Facts! Facts! Facts! There’s one thing I hate! All the FACTS!! FACTS! FACTS! FACTS! They’ll stand close together, with the “real change” bells ringing They’ll stand hand-in-hand, and those folks will start singing! And they’ll hope! And they’ll wait! And they’ll ASK! ASK! ASK! ASK!” And the more Trudeau thought of what Pro Rep might bring The more Trudeau thought, “I must stop this whole thing! Why 1800 times I’ve promised it now! I must stop Pro Rep from coming! But how?” Then he got an idea! An awful idea! Trudeau got a wonderful, awful idea! “I know just what to do!” Trudeau thought with a smile “I’ll blame everyone else – it works once in a while“ Pooh-pooh to the people!” he was grinchily humming “They’re finding out now that no Pro Rep is coming! They’re just waking up! I know just what they’ll do! Their mouths will hang open a minute or two Then the voters in Canada will all cry boo-hoo! I’ll tell them, he said, that it’s for their own good If they thought I was listening…well, they misunderstood And he did hear a sound rising over the snow It started in low, then it started to grow The voters he’d snubbed, the tall and the small They had not given up – no way, not at all! And Trudeau, with his socks ice-cold in the snow Stood puzzling and puzzling. How could it be so? He puzzled and puzzled till his puzzler was sore. Then Trudeau thought of something he hadn’t before Maybe Pro Rep, he thought, isn’t a partisan war Maybe Pro Rep, perhaps, means a little bit more! And what happened then? Well, in Canada they say That Trudeau’s heart for the voters grew three sizes that day! And now that his heart didn’t feel quite so tight He whizzed out of Sussex in the bright morning light With a smile in his soul, he approached the press mike An unfulfilled promise, he’d commit to set right “A Citizens’ Assembly”, said Trudeau, “is just what we need It’s time for parties to listen, while citizens lead We can reach a consensus, he said with flair My legacy will be: I made voting fair.” |
