Canada
I think of a place Canada
I dream of a destination Canada
I have silver shelter because
My horse prize is your tour
Tag to your cultural bliss
I think of a land Canada
My hope is seen cast
Into your voice of homely
People as dew on plants
Your land is confined
With dignity of conscience
I adore a place
I hunger for you Canada
Like a groom to his bride
After bridal wealth
I can count my sleeps
Because of your beauty and
Your homage to all
Is a book for study
My constant conscience
Farm to thy domain
Canada a syllable
Of good will
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