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Post Feast poem
No one could have foreseen it, who would have known,
That when we both sat down at that table,
We'd become so overblown?
The two of us weren't always this way, oh no, not by far.
But then what started as a simple bet,
Took a turn for the bizarre ..
We both started out, as normal as could be,
You were trim like most squirrels,
And I was the best looking otter anyone ever did see!
But then the betting started when we walked through that gate door,
And you, being you,
Thought you could out-eat someone, (whom the ladies all adore) .
So it started as we came to Redwall,
Where the feasts are large and many!
And you hastily proceeded, to completely stuff your belly.
Of course I'm not one so easily bested,
And I stayed with you bite for bite,
Though as the night wore on, we both ran out of fight .
You moaned and groaned, both of us quite bloated from it all,
With plenty of food still left upon the table,
We could only call a draw!
A tie! Unheard of, especially with famous Redwal
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