Bring your Loptr to the Slaughter

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It is originally: Iron Maiden' Bring your daughter to the slaughter.

Rewritten to local flavor....

Bunny it's getting close to Salt Wars
And the Legend Killer's coming round
He's got a cup over his pee pee
So Akin cannot slow him down
The smell of rabbits in the air
A sharp blade to skin the hare
And there's nothing anyone can do
To keep Blackie from his rabbit stew

Bring your Loptr, bring your Loptr to the slaughter
Let him go, let him go, let him go
Bring your Loptr, bring your Loptr to the slaughter
Let him go, let him go, let him go

Maybe you'll live to limp to Rakis
In spite of all my preparation
But the second I get you in my site
I'll cook you up, no hesitation
So get down on your knees, bunny
Assume that you're all but doomed
And pray that I lose my way
Cuz you know I'll be coming soon

Bring your Loptr, bring your Loptr to the slaughter
Let him go, let him go, let him go
Bring your Loptr, bring your Loptr to the slaughter
Let him go, let him go, let him go

So pick up your foolish pride, no going back
No where, no way, no place to hide

Bring your Loptr, bring your Loptr
Bring your Loptr, bring your Loptr
Bring your Loptr, bring your Loptr to the slaughter

Bring your Loptr, fetch your Loptr
Bring your Loptr, fetch your Loptr
Bring your Loptr, fetch your Loptr to the slaughter…

"I didnt write it so dont call me a narcicist.... ~Rolling Eyes~"--Loptr


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