Alternative Canadian National Anthem
Post-2018 Version We Need
Wrote this ages ago and I feel it is more appropriate after legal changes in the nation and with an election in the offing:
Oh, Cannabis!
Our high and native land.
True patriot bud,
In all thy bongs’ command.
With glowing joints,
We see red eyes,
The true north strong with weed.
From far and wide,
Oh, Cannabis,
We have dime bags for thee.
Pot, keep our land,
Bodacious and free,
Oh, Cannabis,
We stand on guard for weed.
Oh, Cannabis,
We stand on guard for weed!
Could this be my country’s new national anthem? Any thoughts?
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