Poutine fries, loaded ships sailing barges on the great lakes Pop not soda fizzes hum like poured coffee from pal tims Holding fast to the vowel hinterland, schmoozing the “u;” Colour not color, loosen up those vocals, ‘caught’ not ‘cot.’ Not to mention that silent vowel – ‘eh’ where ‘hey’ shushes ‘h’ Where saying sorryContinue reading “Eh! – A Poem”