Canada might be cold as hell
but nothing beats the big bell
the bell on Parliment Hill
Waiting on Jack and Jill
Safer than most places
But always has some traces
of crime, deaths and law
and that hurts the jaw
We love our moose and beaver
which we need a lever
to lift cause they are so fat
but not as much as the rat
So when we sing O Canada
Don't you dare think Prada
Think red and white
and thats what keeps us right
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love Canada moslty because iam from Canada buh anyhoo. nice poem