Our new SKS stock naming giveaway contest!!
- Thread starter hical.ca
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- Blaster land, Okanagan BC
The Red headed stepchild!
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- Ol' North Shore
SK-Sputnik
Rasputin.
If you read about his life, he's truly remarkable. I first learned about him when I was a child. In a run down shack in the woods behind our village, there lived a Baba Yaga (not to be confused with Baba Ganoush). She might not have been a witch, but as kids we were insensitive to the elderly, especially if they were strange looking, or ate children.
One night, my older brother and I snuck out of the house and through the woods to spy on the old hag. She had a big bonfire blazing away and was dancing around it, chanting an ancient poem about Rasputin:
There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the bible like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire
RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
He ruled the Russian land and never mind the Czar
But the cassok he danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though she'd heard the things he'd done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son
RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
If you read about his life, he's truly remarkable. I first learned about him when I was a child. In a run down shack in the woods behind our village, there lived a Baba Yaga (not to be confused with Baba Ganoush). She might not have been a witch, but as kids we were insensitive to the elderly, especially if they were strange looking, or ate children.
One night, my older brother and I snuck out of the house and through the woods to spy on the old hag. She had a big bonfire blazing away and was dancing around it, chanting an ancient poem about Rasputin:
There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the bible like a preacher
Full of ecstasy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire
RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
He ruled the Russian land and never mind the Czar
But the cassok he danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though she'd heard the things he'd done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son
RA RA RASPUTIN
Lover of the Russian queen
There was a cat that really was gone
RA RA RASPUTIN
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
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