The Bellyflop of MP Del Mastro

*sung to WRECK OF THE EDMUND FITZGERALD by Gordon Lightfoot *

The legend lives on from the G20 on down
Of the fake lake they call Reflective Pool
The fake lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When access to Huntsville turns gloomy.

With a load of H-2-0 - 57,000 dollars more
Than the fake lake will cost when it's empty
Those flying canoes, they were bones to be chewed
When the gales of G20 came early

The PM was the pride of the American side
Coming back from some big speech in Europe
As big budgets go, it was bigger than most
Whatever experts say, we'll believe'em.

Concluding some terms with a couple of security firms
When we found out they don't have a licence
And later that night with our televisions on
Could it be sinking polls we've been feeling?

The piped-in bird song made a tattletale sound
As a reporter falls over the railing
And every man knew, as the PM did, too,
T'was the witch of the fringe groups come stealing.

The dawn came late and protesters had to wait
Then the LRADs of police came a blaring
When the tasers came out, they were feeling some pain
In the face of 10,000 policemen

When supper time came the old cook came on deck
Saying I got some Muskoka chow here to feed ya
At 7PM the big jumbotron caved in
But we watched the World Cup round the corner.

The PM wired in he had water coming in
And the fake lake and media were in peril
Then later that night, with an election out of sight
Came the belly flop of MP Del Mastro.