By A Foreigner <br /> <br />I like Canadians. <br />They are so unlike Americans. <br />They go home at night. <br />Their cigarettes don't smell bad. <br />Their hats fit. <br />They really believe that they won the war. <br />They don't believe in Literature. <br />They think Art has been exaggerated. <br />But they are wonderful on ice skates. <br />A few of them are very rich. <br />But when they are rich they buy more horses <br />Than motor cars. <br />Chicago calls Toronto a puritan town. <br />But both boxing and horse-racing are illegal <br />In Chicago. <br />Nobody works on Sunday. <br />Nobody. <br />That doesn't make me mad. <br />There is only one Woodbine. <br />But were you ever at Blue Bonnets? <br />If you kill somebody with a motor car in Ontario <br />You are liable to go to jail. <br />So it isn't done. <br />There have been over 500 people killed by motor cars <br />In Chicago <br />So far this year. <br />It is hard to get rich in Canada. <br />But it is easy to make money. <br />There are too many tea rooms. <br />But, then, there are no cabarets. <br />If you tip a waiter a quarter <br />He says 'Thank you.' <br />Instead of calling the bouncer. <br />They let women stand up in the street cars. <br />Even if they are good-looking. <br />They are all in a hurry to get home to supper <br />And their radio sets. <br />They are a fine people. <br />I like them.<br /><br />Ernest Hemingway<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-like-canadians/
