Sung to the tune of:
Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer
My mount turned into a reindeer
Randomly attacking me Wintersvale Eve
You can say there's no such thing as Metzen,
But as for me and my guild, we believe.
I’d been drinkin' too much Ramsey‘s Rum,
And my group begged me not to go.
But Id run out of wild thornroot,
So I had to go to my bank to get some more.
When they found me the next mornin',
At the scene of the attack,
There were hoofprints on my Epic Armor,
And superficial Claw marks on my bags.
My mount turned into a reindeer,
Randomly attacking me Wintersvale eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Metzen,
But as for me and my guild, we believe.
My guildies are all so proud of me now,
Ive been takin' this so well.
They caught me in the Blue Recluse in Stormwind,
Drinkin' Stout and Singing Carols to myself.
It's not Wintersvale without Battelgrounds.
But Im not the same since the attack.
And they just can't help but wonder:
Should they let me spend my honor points or send them back?
My mount turned into a reindeer,
Randomly attacking me Wintersvale eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Metzen,
But as for me and my guild, we believe.
And Now Hogger is on the table
And the ale is made by drwaves
I spent my last copper on first aid and repair bills
But Wintersvale is not the same when you’ve been through war
I've warned all my friends and guildies.
Better watch out for yourselves!
They should never give creative license,
To developers who hallucinate and play with elves.
My mount turned into a reindeer,
Randomly attacking me Wintersvale eve.
You can say there's no such thing as Metzen,
But as for me and my guild, we believe.
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My Mount Turned into a Reindeer
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