Write a four line poem that has something to do with: open/closed.
Hey, you know what's fun*?
Attempting to file your taxes online, finally getting to the end of it all, and then being greeted by an error message indicating that your son's portion of the forms need an answer to a question indicating that he is a Canadian citizen. Otherwise? Can't file your taxes online.
Thing is? There is no bloody question, anywhere, asking if he's Canadian.
*Fun might not be the word(s) I was looking for there. Though I think I had the first two letters right for one of them.
The sign says Open,
But the door's still locked.
Those who shall enter
Know the secret knock.