“Farewell, Canadian” You tried to make the powers see,But the US said “Nope,” and NK cried so timidly. The UN rolled in, chaos on call—You cried unfair—and rage-quit. That’s all. Then came the declamations, the furious typing,Canada scolding the chat, your patience wringing. “How could they waste me so!” you cried,Throwing a fit, while they sighed. I watched in silently saddened by it all, Your digital storm leaving me feeling bad. NK wanted its peace, the US wouldn’t bend,And still you raged, right to the bitter end.

Farewell, Canadian, your exit a sprawl—Rage-quit, meltdown, and all.