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Cajun is country food by farmers and fisherman that arrived in Louisiana from Acadiana, Canada.

quote by Paul Prudhomme
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Cajun Born

I was born on the bayou
Thirty miles of Layfayette
My daddy was a cajun man
Lord he taught us how to plow
I remember mama's breakfast
Cush Cush and a Kaye
Being served on a Banyee
Oh, I wish I had some now.
I'm a cajun born
I'm a cajun bred
When I die
I'm a cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the bayou.
We went to church every sunday
We had a French speaking preacher man
Joked about the preacher man
'Cause we thought he wore a dress.
After church we had a party
We played the music on the phonograph
We had a man singing Jole Blan
Made a sinner out of me.
I'm a cajun born
I'm a cajun bred
When I die
I'm a cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the bayou.
When I'm ready to be married
I'm going to be this cajun lady
Some sorta like my mamma
'Cause there ain't no other kind.
'Cause there ain't no other kind.
Wherever fortune takes me
If it makes me or it breaks me
It's memories will forsake me
Louisiana on my mind.
I'm a cajun born
I'm a cajun bred
When I die
I'm a cajun dead
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find its way
Back to the bayou.
If I die in Alaska
If I die in Ohio
This soul will find it's way
Back to the bayou...

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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It Is A Bleak Season For Farmers

It is a bleak Season for farmers with climate change and livestock prices down
Some of them have sold what they can sell and moved to live and to find jobs in the town
For many of them the rains have come too late climate change affecting everywhere
Global warming is in every Country in the bigger World out there
Some arrogant Humans think they can control Nature how come they have got it so wrong
How egotistical they must be for to think they can control the one we to belong
For we too are a part of Nature as much as her creatures of sea and of land
And she will always be our master though some that do not understand
Many farmers due to climate change the land are leaving and that seems a sad thing to say
With less farmers less food in the supermarket but the wealthy they will be okay
For a farm food scarcity means higher food prices but for food they can afford for to pay
'Tis the poor will be condemned to suffer in times of food scarcity 'tis always this way
It is a bleak Season for farmers and that is a sad thing to hear
And for the have nots of the World it looks like another bleak year.

poem by Francis Duggan
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A Tribute To Canada Revised

Canada is home to the Roccky Mountains
Canada is home to the golden mine
Canada is home to the Fishery in dustries
Canada is home to the oil industries
Canada is a land that was made for the refues from all over the world
That came here to start a new lives also
Canada is multicultural
Canada stand strong and free
Canada is my home also and I am proud also to call Canada my home
Canada is home to thte seaguls and the robyns
Canada is home to the foxes
Canada is home to the wild bears
Canada is home to the deers

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Mardi Gras

I broke the doldrums of my dreary dreams
The london bridge kept fallin down
I blew my coop and flew to new orleans
To feast my heart on higher ground
I wanna thank you for the love you bring
Louisiana is a song I sing
Me oh my I dont know what to do
But love you
Voila! the marshal frand of mardi gras
A royal rascal smack dab in his prime
One billon blue doubloons and a single straw
In a royal flask of cajun wine
I wanna thank you for the love we made
Louisiana is a sweet parade
Me oh my I dont know what to do
But love you
I wanna thank you for the love you shine
Louisiana is a love of mine
Me oh my I dont know what to do
But love you
Oh mardi gras!

song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Canada's a huge country, so to be able to unite the country through communication satellite technology or to be able to observe it through remote sensing technology from space is a natural fit for a country like Canada.

quote by Marc Garneau
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Amos Moses

Amos Moses was a Cajun.
And lived by himself in the swamp
Hunting alligator for a living.
Knock 'em on the head with a stump
The Louisiana law's gonna get you, Amos
It ain't legal hunting alligator down in the swamp, boy
Now everybody blamed his old man
for raising him mean as a snake
When Amos Moses was a boy,
his Daddy would use him as alligator bait
Tie a rope around his waist,
throw him in the swamp
Alligator bait on the Louisiana bayou
Just about 45 minutes
southeast of Tipidow, Louisiana
There lived a man called Duck Bill Sam
and his pretty wife Hannah
They raised up a son that could
eat up his weight in groceries
Named him after a man of the cloth.
They called him Amos Moses
Now folks in South Louisiana
said Amos was a helluva man
He could trap the biggest, meanest alligator.
He only had to use one hand
That's all he got left
'cause the alligator bit him. Ha ha!
Left arm gone clean up to the elbow
Just about 45 minutes
southeast of Tipidow, Louisiana
There lived a man called Duck Bill Sam
and his pretty wife Hannah
They raised up a son that could
eat up his weight in groceries
Named him after a man of the cloth.
They called him Amos Moses
Here comes Amos
And you should have seen his pretty wife, Hannah
Well, the Sheriff got wind that
Amos was in the swamp hunting alligator skin
So he hid in the swamp, I'm gonna get you boy.
He never did come out again.
Well, I wonder where the Louisiana Sheriff went to?
Sure can get lost in the Louisiana bayou (3X)

song performed by by Primus
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God Bless Canada

This land strong and free
God bless Canada
While the sun shine across the sea
God bless Canada as we sing this song
God bless Canada
We stand together united as one
God bless Canada
Our hopes have never died for you
God bless Canada
We carry the flame with us in a long journey
God bless Canada
The eagles will soar high above the sky
God bless Canada
We show our true colors
God bless Canada
Our peacekeepers working together to bring peace home
God bless Canada
Home sweet home to us all

poem by Aldo Kraas
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Canada will be a strong country when Canadians of all provinces feel at home in all parts of the country, and when they feel that all Canada belongs to them.

quote by Pierre Trudeau
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John The Fisherman

When he was young youd not find him doing well in school,
His mind would turn unto the waters.
Always the focus of adolescent ridicule,
He has no time for farmers daughters.
Alienated from the clique society,
A lonely boy finds peace in fishing.
His mother says john this is not the way lifes supposed to be.
Dont you see the life that you are missing?
And he says...
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before my days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.
Now years gone by we find man that rules the sea.
He sets out on a dark may morning .
To bring his catch back to this small community.
He doesnt see the danger dawning.
Four hours up, oh the ocean swelled and swelled,
The fog rolled in it started raining.
The starboard bow. oh my God were going down!
The do not hear his frantic mayday.
And he says
When I grow up I want to be,
One of the harvesters of the sea.
I think before my days are done,
I want to be a fisherman.
Ill live and die a fisherman.
Calling john the fisherman.

song performed by by Primus
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Theo does comedy now, and he's traveling around the country doing comedy, and I actually just saw him, he's from Louisiana, and I just saw him when I went home to visit my family in Louisiana. I saw his comedy show and he was brilliant.

quote by Trishelle Cannatella
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Feeding A Hungry Asia

China India hungry markets
2.5 billion people droughts floods
increasing phenomena purchases

on global markets now
are undermining food
global world prices now

world’s poorest farmers
are key to deficit farmers' food
production improvement

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Smokey Put The Sweat On Me

Ive known some women in every state
New york city to the golden gate
Ive lived with some, and buddy, I loved em all. (yes, I did)
But no one woman had a claim on me
cause I still had a lotta world to see
And I sometimes stagger, but sugar, I seldom fall.
Then like a hungry man, I went to louisiana
Where the lovin and the livin was good
Without a care to hide and just as satisfied as I could be.
A lotta women and wine and not a tie to bind me
And behaving just as cool as I could
til that long legged, sweet walkin ravenhaired cajun lookin
Devil put the sweat on me
They call her smokey, shes a little bit-a evil
Smokey, right as wrong can be.
Smokey, she could shake the very devil
Smokey put the sweat on me.
Oh, my pulse is a beatin to the clickety clack
Of this one-way ride thats gonna take me back
And my bodys just a-breathin in that mississippi river smell
Well, my feet wasnt ready yet for settling down
But my soul kept tellin me to turn around
And the longer I tried to fight it, the harder I fell
And like a hungry man, I went to louisiana
Where the lovin and the livin is good
Ill get a brand new bride and be as satisfied as I can be
And I wont even mind the world Im leavin behind
Because I never really thought that I could
til that long legged, sweet walkin ravenhaired cajun looking devil
Put the sweat on me.
They call her smokey, shes a little bit-a evil
Smokey, right as wrong can be
Smokey, she could shake the very devil
Smokey put the sweat on me
Smokey put the sweat on me
Awww, smokey put the sweat on me.

song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Down Louisiana Way

[chorus]
Im goin down louisiana way
Im going back as of this very day
Dont worry about me cause Ill be okay
Im goin down louisiana way
I will miss all my old chicago friends
And think about you san francisco now and then
I will remember my compadres in l.a.
Look me up down louisiana way
[chorus]
Dont let your eyes get misty now
We knew the time would come around for me to go
I will miss you
So long friend, quess Ill see you while ago
I might be back sometime, you just never know
I have left a sweetheart north of whiskey bay
True love waits down louisiana way

song performed by by George Strait
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So Loftily Silent

Why buy newspapers when you refuse to discuss
anything appearing in it, totally unconcerned that
the farmers are tortured on their farms, killed for
their money and livestock - as long as YOU are
safe in a cushy job while the rest of the country
burns and dies and goes down the drain, you
simply will not say anything

FINE, swallow your bloomin' newspapers, delight
in your existence without sympathy wasted on farmer
martyrs - their function of food provision does not
concern anybody, especially the government, who
cares what happens to anybody as long as they
are safe far away from children suffocated in
boiling water, people burned with hot irons

Why should you care, you can import food from
overseas or anywhere, who needs farmers here
in South Africa, you cannot be bothered even to
express sympathy with their fate, may you wash
your hands in innocence while the country burns,
following your political masters who see the land
as just another Tunisia to be sucked dry

By government and all their acolytes; destroy all
private business until the state is bankrupt and
international groups must administrate the remains
of their destruction - oh well, I am glad you are all
so happy while these people cry unto heaven -
retribution follows when people are exploited,
hope you will be so loftily silent then…

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Fired My Rocket!

we 'discovered' this country
on the basis of murder and religion.
we built this country
on the backs of slaves.
we made this country prosperous
with the bodies of underpaid factory workers.
we spread democracy
with the sword of felony and greed.
we fed this country,
and foreclosed the farms of the farmers.
and you wonder
why we are where we are now!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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Inefficient World Food Production Distribution

food waste
one country
say old Italy

800 million tonnes
of fruit picked sold
from fruit trees

750 million tonnes

left to rot
never picked
every year

market price
market fixed
market profit

not worth picking
costs more picking
than sold price paid

what a waste?

millions die wanting
millions die starving
millions die hurting
in an inefficient world?
now it is raining

luxury fruits
cherries peaches
blemish on trees

never sold
never eaten
never saves lives

harvest
process
serves

still in old Italy
20 million tones
spoils to market

more money paid
waste paid collected
paid in dump charges

can we not do better?

Italy is but one country
waste in global community
sickens sweet bull commodity

in an electronic age
can we not do better
reduce waste food

shortage shame deficiencies?

China India hungry markets
2.5 billion people droughts floods
increasing phenomena purchases

on global markets now
are undermining food
global world prices now

world’s poorest farmers
are key to deficit farmers’ food
production improvement

efficiency management is key
rising food demand increases
on a waste finite land planet

time for think
tank
needed solutions?

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Overweight with Food

Are you just a tub of lard and
Vastly overweight?
Do you think that when you die you'll
Need a piano crate
To act as coffin for your frame? -
Chosen as you die in shame, with
Only you to take the blame
For years of eating much the same:
A daily calorific fest
Gourmands of your ilk digest!

Is your heart in final fling and
Nearly set to burst?
Are your arteries bunged and clogged and
Feeling now the worst
For wear? - your aneurysm fit to blow
While blood as thick as rising dough
Cries 'Halt! ' to any hope of flow:
A dreadful state to put on show
In front of any nurse!
Best you hail a hearse.

Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!
Oh! Food food food food food food food foooooood!

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Leaving Louisiana In The Broad Daylight

(rodney crowell/donivan cowart)
Mary took to running with a travelin man
Left her momma crying with her head in her hands
Such a sad case, so broken hearted
She say momma, I got to go, I gotta get outta here
I gotta get out of town; Im tired of hanging around
I gotta roll on between the ditches
Its just an ordinary story bout the way things go
Round and around nobody knows, but the highway
Goes on forever, that ol highway rolls on forever
Lord she never wouldve done it if she hadnt got drunk
If she hadnt started running with a travelin man
If she hadnt started taking those crazy changes
She say daughter, let me tell you bout the travelin kind
Everywhere hes goin such a very short time
Hell be long gone before you know it, hell be long
Gone before you know it
She say never have I known it when it felt so good
Never have I knew it when I knew I could
Never have I done it when it looked so right
Leaving louisiana in the broad daylight
This is down in the swampland, anything goes
Its alligator bait and the bars dont close
Its the real thing down in louisiana
Did you ever see a cajun when he really got mad
When he really got trouble like a daughter gone bad
It gets real hot down in louisiana
The stranger better move it or hes gonna get killed
Hes gonna have to get it or a shotgun will
It aint no time for lengthy speeches
There aint no time for lengthy speeches
She say never have I know it when it felt so good
Never have I knew it when I knew I could
Never have I done it when it looked so right
Leaving louisiana in the broad daylight
Its just an ordinary story bout the way things go
Round and around nobody knows, but the highway goes on forever
There aint no way to stop the water

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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The City Vs. The Country

In the city where the colours run dry,
Or in the country where the farmers grow rye.
In the city where there are fees,
Or in the country where beauty is free.
In the city where there are loud crowds,
Or in the country where you can watch clouds.
In the city where you camp out in your room,
Or in the country where you have fun dancing with a broom.
In the city where there are polluting cars,
Or in the county where you can see stars.
In the city where you seal the deal,
Or in the country where you can heal.
In the city where you say later,
Or in the country where you can see the water.
In the city where space is tight,
Or in the country where you hold their hand in the moonlight.

Written by Haley McRae,14.

poem by Haley McRae
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Syrup Sponge

Pour a pint of cream
Upon my spongy bulge!

Scoop me with a
Hefty spoon;

Taste my essence -
Do you swoon?

Feed your self-esteem; indulge
In me until you burst -

Death by syrup sponge - you're cursed!

And as the count in inches gain
Upon your weary waist, the strain
Will tell, but you'll not care -
Steeped in sponge, you're unaware!

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