She has done it before. Now she's done it again.

To the tune of "O Canada"*.

O Fistula!

A hole within my flesh!

My meat tunnel to my internal gland.

With pencil tip I poke inside,
I probe the hole in me!

From deep and wet,
O Fistula, the smell comes out of thee.

God heal this hole inside of me!
O Fistula, the smell comes out of thee.

O Fistula, the smell comes out of thee.

* Yes, I fully expect a team of elite Canadian assassins to strike at any moment. It's okay though - Michael Moore says they don't have any guns up there.

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