A fic that needs a title

This time, it's for the wtf27 Slave prompt.

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The Ball of Kerrimuir

Oh, *joy*!!!!

Read this, and the comments, for a marathon of glorious verse.

A small sample:

Sam and Dean were fightin'
a Pennsylvania coven
An' provin' that Philadelphia is
The city of brotherly lovin'

An’ it’s who’ll slash ye this time
Who’ll slash ye noo?
The lass who slashed ye last, lad,
She no will slash ye noo.