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Brooksong, Trinniss, and Arywn

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Date Posted: 02:55:46 12/29/05 Thu

Brooksong, Trinniss and Arywn

The sky above my head grows light.
I would enjoy it if not for my plight.
I remain tied to a tree to be fed,
Just to be eaten, with lettuce for a bed.
But a mouse do i see,
From my drugged little eyes.
He's got something up his nose,
And it smells like my toes.
He's come to rescue me, Hooray!
This sure doesn't happen every day.
He's got a nice sword,
And he knows how to use it,
And he can tell I mean well without saying a word.

From the point of veiw of Chugger. It's been a while since I've read that book, so i'm sorry if my detail are a bit off.

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