Justin Trudeau is promising lots of aid while making sure people stay home. Of course, all this aid is not in “real” money at all. So, I came up with a quick little poem:
The government’s giving us pandemic money
To sit at home, “you’ll be okay, honey.”
The bank is printing more currency
Perhaps with the face of young JT
Hundred dollar bills will float the economy
To wipe our asses, we’ll have a service fee
‘Cause that currency will become our valued TP.
Maybe I’ll work on this more later and add some verses, chorus, improve the metre, etc.