When the Carneyval Leaves Town
Oh Mr. Carney, Mr. Carney, how I have tried with you. And there you were speaking at the European Union with hair like the arse end of a chicken in a windstorm… no, that’s just a quaint saying here in Quebec, I’d say it was more like a Rhodesian string-tailed grouse in a light breeze. …
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