From humble beginnings I had been created,

I had been ‘transformed' so many times,

Since the war between France,

And Britain was very constant.

As 1870 came, I thought, finally,

I will have some time to settle down.

1921, they discussed my makeover,

Thank God that it wasn’t achieved.

1963, the ‘Man of Change’ came,

Many opposed his modern ways.

1964, a contest for choosing a flag was held,

I was outraged that, once again, I’d be changed.

Three entries were chosen out of three thousand,

Pearson preferred another,

But the Maple Leaf Flag was still chosen,

I hoped I can finally relax.

1965, I finally got to settle down,

I’m happy it took them all that,

Hassle to make me unique,

I fly proudly, from coast to coast, everyday.