Century XIII Quatrain 1
His time is up.
Ballots, debates, wild smoke,
Rage and fury throughout every province.
Tears, cries, never times so bitter.
Century XIII Quatrain 2
The czarist prince near the Lakeshore of Etobicoke
Will return in true patriot love.
Going beyond the thoughful ones will draw up a plan.
Rae, LeBlanc, Trudeau, a man in a mask. Others.
Century XIII Quatrain 3
Natural governors prevail:
The brown bag holds the secret.
Banquets offered by day,
Granaries plundered at night.
Century XIII Quatrain 4
The angry barbarian King will be driven west, vanquished.
The people tried by frost,
Women and youth weeping.
The cabinet remains a mystery.
Century XIII Quatrain 5
From the top of the Hill a voice heard,
Be gone, be gone all of you on both sides.
The anger will be appeased by the blood of the blue ones:
From Abbott to Zarac, necks burning in sun, expelled.
Century XIII Quatrain 6
The King and his court in the place of cunning tongue,
Within the temple facing the palace:
In the garden the Dukes of Charest and Dumont dagger tongue.
The scribes rejoice.
Century XIII Quatrain 7
True patriot will sound the trumpet.
Ten ships nearby will turn to drive it back.
Great war ends, the united ones to join in faith.
Through peace he will attain to the empire.
Century XIII Quatrain 8
Near the end of two centuries and eight, governed to its greatest detriment, plundered:
The barbarians may evade the executioner.
Consumed by vapours, great enemy of the entire human race: crazy shithouse rats.
Never were the people so wronged.
Century XIII Quatrain 9
The Gardens at Stanley and Halifax harbours will flood so high
That they will believe the Goracle reborn.
Into the colossal storms the Baird will flee,
Great white ones drowning enrage the people.
Century XIII Quatrain 10
For the war room one, walls will be converted from brick to marble.
Seven and fifty pacific years,
Joy to mortals, the aquaduct renewed,
Health, abundance of fruits, joy and mellifluous times.
From The Quatrains: December 31, 2008