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  • W. Rabbit
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    Also not in yet in the Hall of Fame.

    For shame, for shame..

    Out of the ruins
    Out from the wreckage
    Can't make the same mistake this time
    Last edited by W. Rabbit; 11/14/2020 1:56am, .

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    Maybe next time, KANSAS.

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    Lost gem.

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  • W. Rabbit
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    Happy birthday! You know who you are.
    Oh the bravest fell, and the Requiem bell rang mournfully and clear
    For those who died that Eastertide in the spring time of the year
    And the world did gaze, in deep amaze, at those fearless men, but few
    Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew

    As back through the glen I rode again and my heart with grief was sore
    For I parted then with valiant men whom I never shall see more
    But to and fro in my dreams I go and I kneel and pray for you
    For slavery fled, O glorious dead, when you fell in the foggy dew
    Last edited by W. Rabbit; 11/10/2020 8:10pm, .

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    I personally prefer the Wolfe Tones version best. It's got that Dwarf, Wizard, Hobbit vibe.



    I was born on a Dublin street where the Laird drums the beat
    And the loving English feet they walked all over us
    And every single night when me da' would came home tight
    He'd invite the neighbors out with this chorus

    Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man
    Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
    Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
    From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

    Come tell us how you slew them old Arabs two by two
    Like the Zulus they had spears, bows and arrows
    How brave you faced one with your 16-pounder gun
    And you frightened them natives to their marrow

    Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man
    Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
    Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
    From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

    Come let us hear you tell how you slandered great Parnell
    When you fought them well and truly persecuted
    Where are the sneers and jeers that you loudly let us hear
    When our leaders of sixteen were executed?

    Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man
    Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
    Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
    From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra

    Come out ye black and tans, come out and fight me like a man
    Show your wife how you won medals down in Flanders
    Tell her how the IRA made you run like hell away
    From the green and lovely lanes of Killashandra
    Last edited by W. Rabbit; 11/10/2020 1:19am, .

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  • W. Rabbit
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    This city's paved with cold
    Playboys buying fun
    Seems there is no hunter left
    Without his hunting gun

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