oh canada
Our gorish tainted land
Truly pale and gone, with all the sun's demands;
This growing harsh, we seethe eyes
I'm stalwart-gaunt for thee,
For all our lies,
Gore-ious and cheap,
O Canada we eat a grand of lard for theeeeee
god creep our land...with glowey lucious weed!
O canada we eat a grand of lard for thee

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