Welcome to The Soviet republic of CamericaA Chapter by Lyn AndersonHow Justin lost his shirt over the world's largest undefended border"He's pretty," said Donald.
"Agreed," said Vlad, "But what I really want, Is Justin's pad."
"Not all of it, dear comrade, surely you must see, there's quite enough for us to have, from sea to shining sea."
The north and west is full of trees, and mineable soil, diamonds, pipelines, bees, and frackable fields of oil; -- riches a'plenty some for you, and some for me. I'll keep Justin busy, you know he likes his parties -- a presidential suite for him & the little miss, while Canadians pay for his two nannies, as you work your magic to dismiss those pesky ancestral treaties.
The east already sells us power for cheaper than we can make it, at that price dear Vlad, you are very welcome to take it. We can hand over Manitoba, and Whistler would be a nice reward, so Justin can keep his snowboard. we'll send him back to Ottawa -- with some fine Vancouver weed, there's nothing there we need.
As for those Canadians, they just aren't into rebellions, we both know they are too polite To put up a serious fight." © 2018 Lyn AndersonAuthor's Note
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