The Road to Wem

Alberta struck oil and got rich

They built without technical hitch

West Edmonton Mall,

A pleasure-dome tall,

“WEM” for short was the salesman’s pitch

Commercial success won’t take long,

If competitive pressure is strong,

But the evil of cash

Is to make people brash,

And such excess is morally wrong.

The original Wem, around here,

Has not boomed in many a year.

Not known for its looks

It’s a great town for books,

Or quaint places to stop for a beer.

I rode there today feeling low

From worries I care not to show,

But the joy of autumn sun

Soon restored my sense of fun,

Simple pleasures really are the way to go.

So if you think you’ve begun to lose your mettle

With emotions that are troublesome to settle,

Then the Road to Wem’s a gift

For your mood will surely lift,

If you just get on your blessed bike and pedal.

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