Montreal: Winter is Coming by Rohan Quinby

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On St. Hubert. Winter comes
To Monsieur Hot DogSnow came this morningIn its pale white light we foundAll was denudedPapineau at night
Unloved in the dirty snow
Stinking of old greaseCrazy old Anglo
With his tangled coat and beardShouts: "I'm on Facebook!"You learn hard things hereLighting smokes in bitter winds
And fearing death less