Camelot: Camelot

It's true!
 It's true!
 The Crown has made it clear
 The climate must be perfect all the year
 A law was made a distant moon ago here
 July and August cannot be too hot
 And there's a legal limit to the snow here
 In Camelot
 The winter is forbidden till December
 And exits March the second on the dot
 By order, summer lingers through September
 In Camelot
 Camelot
 Camelot
 I know it sounds a bit bizarre,
 But in Camelot,
 Camelot
 That's how conditions are
 The rain may never fall till after sundown
 By eight, the morning fog must disappear
 In short there's simply not
 A more congenial spot
 For happily-ever-aftering
 than here in Camelot
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 Camelot
 Camelot
 I know it gives a person pause
 But in Camelot
 Camelot
 Those are the legal laws
 The snow may never slush upon the hillside
 By nine p.m. the moonlight must appear
 In short, there's simply not
 A more congenial spot
 For happily-ever-aftering than here
 In Camelot