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Seems I've awoken
From my summer sleep
Just in the nick of time
To bury you suckers deep
My Graveyard will be filling
With the Battle Royale dead
My shovel working overtime
The ground turning my favorite red
Some of you I shall morn
When I lay you down to rest
Some of you I will jump for joy
And be happy when you fail the test
If you think you have the balls
The testicular fortitude of warriors past
Then join the Battle Royale this year
For you see it will be the last
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