>You are a practitioner of Chaos Magick
>A veritable rebel in the new era of mankind
>You even wrote a song
 
>There's a fever burning in the heart of man
>And it can't stop while you watch the mercury rise
>There's a sickness waiting to begin again
>And the cure is hearing fluffy's miserable cries
 
>You don your ingenious disguise
>A chicken costume!
>For now is the witching hour
>And you must find a fluffy and display your power
>Hahaha, that rhymes!
 
>Stalking the streets and back alleys like an alleycat
>Turn a corner, hear a noise! Holy sugar, what was that?
>There's a fluffy pony blabbering about its "tummy huwts"
>Pump your super soaker, give the motherfucker's mouth some squirts
 
>Fluffy pony drowns
>Head on back to town
>Time to bake a cake
>Fluffy hunting sure is great