To some, it was a pointed attack on the media. To others, it was pure unintentional poetry.
So here it is, ripped from the pages of yesterday's Hansard, the latest found poem by Harry Bloy, former cabinet minister, MLA for Burnaby-Lougheed and — dare we say it? — Liberal backbencher.
They call us backbenchers
They call us backbenchers.
I'm a private member,
but they call me a backbencher.
One of the press once called us….
We're backbenchers.
We're like lambs waiting to be slaughtered,
sitting in the back.
Vaughn Palmer.
This is pathetic — the words that they call us.
It's not me.
I'll stand up and take it.
You can call me that.
You can call me lots of things,
and if you knew me, maybe you'd have some truth to them.
But they don't even know who I am.
