A Poem From Canadia

The United States of Canadia

Who are we, whom all can see,
Who are thou, through reason and doubt,
To adventure, to sail to new land
The old and forgotten of the Canadiaians,

Canadia was once vast and great,
Until a one, fatal date,
One from which Canadia knew its doom,
From a dark presence that seemed to loom,

It wouldn’t disperse, it wouldn’t take ‘fraid,
Until a fatal day, it began its raid,
People had ran and people had hid,
Except for us, the bravest kids,

So as we return to the land so old,
We pack armor and units to give the evil a scold,
But as we do this, we mustn’t forget,
This is our last, ever redemption attempt.

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