The Commons

Trailers to the south and tract houses north;
We're lucky Sifton has a park here at all
For open skies are where I sally forth
And those cannot be had in Vancouver Mall.

But that good fortune ends when nature calls
While strolling in parks with no water closets.
None! No porcelain bowls with lily white stalls
Where dudes might leave urinary deposits!

Oh, it's true the mall has such facilities
And a park loo would burden taxations,
But I cannot bear old shopper debilities
And their relentless food court toilet laxations!

So from excess coffee I vow to abstain
Or more than the gray skies of Sifton will drain!