Yust go tew Nort Dakota, den;
if yew vant vhoop-dee-do.
Dere is no udder place like it,
vhen you like skies of blew.
Da peeple dere are so polite,
dey never honk dere horn --
da vind is purty husky, so
da milk cows is airborne!
Yust go tew Nort Dakota, den;
vhere vheat an' barley grow.
But hurry up and wisit,
cuz next week ve vill haf snow!
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