Our missiles, whom art in launchers, hallowed be thy payload.
Thy warhead come, our enemies be done
In low sec as it is in Empire.
Give us this day our daily gank
And forgive us our WCS’s, but dispatch those that use them against us.
Lead us not into bubbles, and deliver us from scramblers,
For thine is the thermal, the explosive, and the kinetic,
EM

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Three Cans for the Gallente-kings under the stars,
Seven for the Amarr-lords in their halls of steel,
Nine for Mortal Minmatar doomed to die,
One for the Dark Caldari Lord on his dark capital throne. In the System of Jita where the Shadows lie.
One Can to rule them all, One Can to find them,
One Can to bring them all and in the darkness bind them
In the System of Jita where the Shadows lie.

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or try:

One Blob to rule them all, One Scout to find them,
One Bait to bring them all and in the bubble bind them.