December in Mexico

In December
After you have
Been in Mexico
For a week or so
You begin to miss
Cold weather
Long johns
Your toque
Wool socks
Snow tires
Grow-ops
You even begin
To miss
The sawmill
The smell of
Fresh cut timber
The RCMP and
Canadian politics
Then you remember
You can see
All that shit
On the internet
And you think
Fuck Canada
You cold bitch