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Something broke in Canada
When Greyhound left the road
That giant silver dog was how
The population flowed

This country’s so gigantic and
The population small
It’s wild we can drive ourselves
From town to town at all

So many people can’t afford
To fly our nation’s skies
And now they’re locked in their small towns
Due to the dog’s demise

Our country has grown huge again
Thanks to the travel cost
I swear our freedom’s been curtailed
Because of what’s been lost

The people fleeing partner’s fists
The teenager’s first roam
The ones who’ve grown too old to drive
The first time one leaves home

The way to take a seat and watch
This country’s land roll by
The mountain’s twisting forest pass
The prairie’s endless sky

The night bus humming through the snow
The books I read to sleep
To think of all that’s lost with that
It makes me want to weep

I think the next prime minister
Would win our trust and hearts
If they would promise it’s return
If someone had the smarts

A way to cheaply tour and see
The nation where we live
Without it, we’re a fraction less
And that I can’t forgive

I feel as if a vampire drained
Us all. A little bit.
Rideshares help but they’re not as
Dependable as it

“We need it back,” I’ll say and say
Until I can’t make sound
I’ll mourn the loss forever of
Canadian Greyhound




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