I am in favour
Of the Anarchist crackle
Of a Canadian campfire.
I was drinking beer
With several of my countrymen
Around a Canadian campfire.
We were telling stories and
Watching sparks fly into
The frozen Canadian night
When a woman across the fire from me
Got a little excited. She yelled,
"My beer can froze to my lip!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
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