The New America

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I walked into the Super-Super Market

as far as you could see where rows and rows

of moose milk and moose cheese.

I asked myself when did America

cease to be America

and start to be Canada.

 

In the men’s room

on the floor was a mosaic

of the Stanley Cup.

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