You say you Search for Camelot. Then cease. It Has been found. For since the Dawn of Time It is here By the seas surround. A quiet Land a giant Land Where one can Live their dreams Some say the True North Is its' name, though Others call it else. A Land of rivers Lakes and streams Of forest, grass And hills. In the North Vast sheets of ice The West the Mountains tall In the South The five Great Lakes The East, the Rocky Isle. Between the Lakes And Mountain wall,a Sea of grass expands The Praries flat for Untold years not touched By Human Hands. The Forest dark And Tundra bare Hold stories yet untold The Arctic Winds and Glaciers cold did Sculpture and Did Mould. This Paradise upon The World, a Land Both Young and Old.
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