In Praise of David 
     
    
   
   
    
     you on display in words 
     
    

    
     like those plastic flowers imprisoned in glass 
     
     the decorations of whited sepulchres 
     
     deceptively real 
     
    

    
     crossed beneath your martyr’s voice 
     
    

    
     the hololize “perfection” 
     
    

    
     can no one see your decay 
     
    
   
   
    
     entombed in poetry of stained rhyme 
     
    
   
   
    
     Guess Who? 
     
    
   
   
    
     There once was a man form Ghana 
     
    

    
     Who thought he would come to Canada. 
     
     But when the snow came 
     
    

    
     It drove him insane. 
     
    

    
     So much for the man from Ghana! 
     
    

    
     By Wendy Carpenter 
     
    
   
   
    
       
     
    
   
   
    
       
     
    
   
   
    
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     Snowman 
     
    
   
   
    
     The snow came fast. 
     
    

    
     The snow came quick. 
     
    

    
     It came so fast 
     
    

    
     It made me sick. 
     
    

    
     I don’t want to wear my mittens, 
     
     I don’t want to wear my hat. 
     
     I just wish I had fur 
     
    

    
     Like an old tom cat. 
     
    

    
     I’m shivering, I’m shivering 
     
     All night and all day. 
     
    

    
     How can Canadians 
     
    

    
     Live this way! 
     
    

    
     I want to go home 
     
    

    
     Where there’s sunshine and heat. 
     
     To see family and friends 
     
     And lay out on the beach. 
     
     But Christmas is coming 
     
     Across this cold land. 
     
    

    
     I’ll worship my saviour 
     
    

    
     With bible in hand. 
     
    

    
     I like my new friends 
     
     Although a bit strange. 
     
     When I return home 
     
    

    
     They’ll think I’m deranged! 
     
    
   
   
    
     Dedicated to all international students at UPEI. 
     
    
   
   
    
     By Wendy Carpenter 
     
     Richard Arsenault 
     
    
   
   
    
     Bee Stings 
     
    
   
   
    
     you come to me’ 
     
    

    
     humming and buzzing 
     
    

    
     for the bitter sweet taste of my honeyed body 
     
     if you be bee 
     
    

    
     the i be lupine 
     
    

    
     and lupine-like i enclose you 
     
    

    
     whilst you hover dixxy on rich nextar 
     
     with long wolfen howls 
     
    

    
     i shall slash and tear you 
     
    

    
     licking blood from shared lips 
     
     satiating both you love 
     
    

    
     and my lust 
     
    
   
   
    
     ‘Editorial Stafi 
     
    
   
   
    
     Merry Christmas from 
     
     Hope you all have a sa 
     
     Gem will be out on Ja 
     
    
   
   
    
     submit! 
     
    
   
   
    
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