beware of the mark of the Canadian X,
forever embedded in the mother text,
get too close,
you might just overdose,
drag you out by your toe before you're able to gasp no,
hang you high from a tree for all to see,
blood dripping from knee to knee,
it'll be quite the sight with all that frostbite,
but if you manage to fight throughout the night,
you'll earn the respect of the Canadian X,
forever embedded in the mother text,
he'll bear you arms,
never allowing you to live on farms,
kill all, who refuse to fall,
burning the flesh, revealing the bone,
his eyes never leaving his phone,
so to end this tale, if you haven't fell,
beware of the mark of the Canadian X,
forever embedded in the mother text
©cracky
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