What doth Canada own we have none of?
Better food: poutine, Kinder eggs, bacon
Their health care system places them above
And their iced tea, my soul, it awakens.
There is one man that they have, who we need
His face and abdominals are chiseled
Kind and caring to Syrian refugees
Adorable, romantic, fo’ shizzle
Canada has Mr. Justin Trudeau
My heart, it does pound, why is he so great?
Why can’t our executive office grow?
A prime minister to accommodate.
Let’s kidnap and keep Justin Trudaddy
The White House welcomes our first First Laddie