O miss Canada!
your bushless, fertile land!
two swollen lips, so ripe and in demand.
With growing shafts, you make them rise,
so hard and strong with glee!
To stretch you wide,
O miss Canada, we climb on top of thee.
god damn that camel toe doth moisten me!
O miss Canada, we mount you, one, two, three!
O miss Canada, we crack our nuts on thee!