Now sit right down and you'll hear a tale,
A tale of a northern place,
Where snow is known by many names
And frostbite chills your face.
To Nununavut good toxin went,
Safe workplace he ensures,
He travels everywhere by plane
Each trip is quite a tour!
He's seen the sun refuse to set,
And then refuse to rise,
The northern flowers quickly bloom
and then as quickly die, and then as quickly die.
Thank goodness he has access to
the world through Internet
We get to hear of penis bones,
and more we'll hear I bet! |
