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Kilted Yaksmen

🎵Our country reeks of trees
Our taks are really large
And they smell like rotting beef
Carcasses...
And we have to clean-up
After them
And our saddle sores are
The best.
We proudly wear women's
Clothing.
And searing sand blows up
Our skirts.
And buzzards,
They soar overhead. And poisonous snakes devour
Us whole.
Our bones will bleach in
The sun.And we will
Probably go to ###### Hell!
And that is our great reward
For being the - uh - roy-yal
Canadian kilted yaksmen!🎵

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I feel like I didn’t block out a cuss word in that song

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