Back in 2005, in the humid, sweat-between-the-shoulder-blades Ontario summer, I gave a toonie to a little blond busker out in front of the Festival theatre in Stratford. Was it Bieber? I can’t be certain.
Matt Loeb, who recently guest posted on my blogwho recently guest posted on my blog, has a true gift for humor and it shines in this poem about one of Canada’s most infamous artists. Do I like Justin Bieber? Do I hate him? I’ll never tell.
I will say, though, that I kept accidentally typing “Justin Biever” when I was writing this up.
Poet’s website: http://www.mattloeb.com/
Poet’s Twitter: https://twitter.com/thatmattloeb