Any bird flying south from that country over our northern border (ain't saying its name) will get a dose of good old Yankee vitamins inside that little brain they have and will be much much much smarter!
Bwaaahahahahaha! ! !

That dumb canuck buzzard bird of prey
by a Dame bounty-hunter got caught
and now sits on a Yankee southern jail
wanting brothers Ed to the rescue come.

But as PeeWee explained very well,
no way José without a ton of gold!
so sit tight, think, and ask yourself,
if poverty ain’t better than jail chow.

Now, we have acquainted ourselves
with that lovely bounty hunter Mouth,
she’s prepare to double all the monies
that the bid in jail has offered to us.

Jersey Ed will providing the carriage,
between us, his beloved motor-home,
Tiger Lily our lot she see to arrange
with Ma and Rufuz riding on shotgun.

We will be soon around that prairie
as mustached Tres Amigos bloodshot,
tres bandidos searching ransom money
and maybe one of us will wed the Mouth!

El Buzzardo better learn a few prayers,
cos Jersey Ed has many BBQ thoughts
inspired by that mean guitar of Santa Fee
and two hungry brothers for road kill chow!