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Sandegar of HH
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Date Posted: 18:05:30 08/17/06 Thu
Picnic
Everywhere we see a bloom,
Gone is darkness, gone is gloom,
The day is bright and full of light,
Birds do sing in heighty flight.
Snow is gone, sun is here,
The air is full of happy cheer,
Dibbuns roll in meadows green,
It is spring, as we have seen.
We have a basket, and a cloth,
We have a muffin and some broth,
Friar packed us all a lunch,
Food that packs a mighty munch.
So we sit and sip some tea,
Laughing at a little bee,
In the grass we feast and play,
A fine, good day is today.
~~~
The Bells
I sing a song but have no voice,
To sing my song I have no choice,
Stolen once but given twice,
Made and broken at paws of mice,
Use me once but hear some more,
On me written is ancient lore.
Used as weapon, I can kill,
Pull my rope and hear my trill,
Though now in two I am quite split,
Marking hours lightly lit,
Til Redwall falls we ever ring,
We'll never cease our donging ding.
~~~
Sandegar A.M.M.
Happy Horrors
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