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I shot out of bed
it was Easter morning
only 8am
I should still be snoring
But I heard a cry
coming from the crypts
and before my weary eyes
was a Bunnypocalypse!

I was kind of stunned
I looked all around
there were sleezter eggs
scattered on the ground
they cracked wide open
and coming out in waves
was a zombie bunny horde
from beyond the grave

A black cat crossed my path and said I had nothing to fear.
I said Cat, you don't know Jack,
cause the Haremageddons here!
Tap tap, that double tap
to send them back to their crypts
Keep a gun at your hips and a prayer on your lips
for the Bunnypocalypse!

I turned and there I saw a Druid
He was mixing up a magic fluid
He told me Easter was a pagan holiday
"It's been Christian long enough
and we're taking it back today"

I called old Chuck Noris and the Boondock Saints
call the Pope in Rome,
they all told me wait
I called Bruce Campbell
got him on the phone.
he said keep your chin up boy
'cause now on your own.

A black cat crossed my path and said I had nothing to fear.
I said Cat, you don't know Jack,
cause the Haremageddons here!
Tap tap, that double tap
to send them back to their crypts
Keep a gun at your hips and a prayer on your lips
for the Bunnypocalypse!
Keep a gun at your hips and a prayer on your lips
for the Bunnypocalypse!

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