Dear Editor:

We women don't care for Christy Crunch. If you don't know why, you're out to lunch.

We're millions in debt and taxed to the hilt, no homes for the poor for few have been built.

Our hospitals, schools all need repair. And children go hungry - their cupboards are bare.

Big bucks to promote you for ads on TV. But cuts to our health care have all sickened me.

So wipe off the smile you wear all the time. Dear Christy you're finished (and so is this rhyme!)

Betty Griffin, Burnaby