A Song for Our "Homie" Omie

It's in "honour" of this, and sung to the tune of our national anthem (sing it loud; sing it proud):

O
Mar Khadr.
Our homie through and through.
Back from Gitmo.
Oh, what's a lad to do?
He could lead a life
Of obscurity
With his Ma and Sis and Bro.
But the Holy War still flows
Through his veins--
The only war he knows.
O
Mar Khadr.
True jihadi.
O
Mar Khadr
Keep him away from me!
O
Mar Khadr
Keep him away from me!