Victoria Day (A Poem)

Queen Vic-tor-ia

Don’t know much about cha

Every year in May

A holiday is made out cha

We’re you an alcoholic?

Cause we celebrate with booze

Did you have a firework fetish?

Explosives are what we do

Did you like to pop a tent in the pouring rain?

And smoke weed around the fire pit ’till you go insane?

Or did we use you as a reason for a holiday in May?

Our southern friends do it too

It’s called Memorial Day

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