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Jessie Oakshade, Ex-Fort Storyteller
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Date Posted: 13:54:02 11/09/02 Sat
This is just a poem I made up for Lancepaw's new Woodland Legends activity. Don't criticize me /too/ bad, because I am /terrible/ at making poems, and this one isn't as good as Furrtil's or Longlegs' poems. I'm only good at writing stories. But I thought I should post it here just to see what you guys thought of it.
The Otter and his Wife
Once one beautiful spring day
an tall otter and his wife,
Were walking with their otterlet,
whom they guarded with their life.
When a band of foxes came,
they tried to hide from sight,
but the foxes spotted them right away,
For the spring day was quite bright.
"Give us your treasures,
or we will make you sorry!"
The formidable leader exclaimed.
"We only live by the quarry,
we have none, we have nothing."
"Then you shall pay."
And the foxes came upon them,
and beat them so hard,
they also took the otterlet,
whom they tried so bravely to guard.
The band of foxes left triumphantly,
fleeing towards the east.
The leader holding the otterlet,
like a rabbit held by a beast.
The otter and his wife wept so,
for they knew their little otterlet would not return.
Nevertheless they stood, waiting for a piece of hope,
that maybe one day,
their pride and joy will someday come back,
but it never did.
And there they stood, day after day,
The otterwife sitting on a rock,
The otter with his paw on her shoulder,
Both watching the path as keenly as a hawk.
There they have stood,
still watching for their babe,
The seasons turned them into stone,
For so great was the love that they made.
So if you ever happening to be traveling
Down that way sometime in your life,
Gaze upon their faces and remember their story,
The tale about the Otter and his Wife.
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