User:Mauran Axestripe/Mauran's Songs and Poems

So... This is a long list of all my Redwall poems and songs. Feel free to comment!

The Long Patrol

Sometimes I sit,straight back and all,

And think about leaving Redwall,

And travel along the snake of blue,

To find brave hares, noble and true.

They would be as fast as a gale,

And be able to follow a trail,

Patrol hares, so swift and tall,

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Great commanders, warriors all!

Then after we'd have some food and drink,

And I'd hear some medals go clinketty-clink,

They'd rise and march away,

And call, "Come join us someday!"

Taggerung!

Swift and silent as a breeze,

Always careful not to sneeze,

Taggerung!

Oh Taggerung, none can best thee,

Even those further than thy can see.

Taggerung! Zann Juska Taggerung!

Deyna, the babe at the ford,

Who was taken by a vermin lord,

Taggerung!

Deyna, an otter brought up to kill,

Even though 'twas against his will.

Taggerung! Zann Juskarath Taggerung!

Gruven Zann, false Taggerung,

Could prob'ly be killed with a bung,

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Taggerung!

"Gruven Zann! Juskazann!

Take our name, rule our clan."

Taggerung! Zann Juskazann Taggerung!

Ruggan Bor, a dangerous fox,

Wish he was shut in a box,

Taggerung!

Ruggan Bor,

Awfully tall,

Taggerung! Zann Juskabor Taggerung!

Swift and silent as a breeze,

Always careful not to sneeze,

Taggerung!

Oh Taggerung, none can best thee,

Even those further than thy can see.

Taggerung! Zann Juska Taggerung!

Log-a-Log

Ho, Log-a-Log wuz a meany beast,

Could finish a whole Red'all feast,

Sharp rapier an' ears so fine,

Bolting down food, guzzlin' wine!

Oh, Log-a-Log 'as a tum like yores,

He'll kick ye down on four paws,

Crack yore back, break yore tail,

Then on yore 'ead he'll shove a pail!

Once he went out on a boat,

Sliced a ferret an' chopped a stoat,

An' a young shrew named Brodda Tog

Yelled, "Hip hooray for Log-a-Log!"

Foremole's Song

(I originally wrote this one normally, but Foremole said he couldn't speak like that, so I tried writing it in molespeech.)

Oi bee's a moler, straight 'n troo,

Moi gurtest dooty is t' serve yoo,

An' oo diggen the biggurst 'oles?

On'y us 'uns, we be moles!

We diggum oop, we diggum daown,

We diggum soidways an' araown,

An' if'n ye get stuck loike ee stop,

We'll pull ee oot with a pop!

Oi bee's a moler, wi' gurt diggen claws,

An' oi betcha they're nort loike yores,

Coz oi'm a moler,

A maker of holers,

But oi 'ardly use moi jaws.

We diggum oop, we diggum daown,

We diggum soidways an' araown,

An' if'n ye get stuck loike ee stop,

We'll pull ee oot with a pop!

The Battle of The Thousand

Here I am, so tall and proud,

The marching feet are very loud,

I'm fighting for the Abbey of Redwall,

And now, I'm going off to war.

The foe is said to be a thousand strong,

There's so many things that could go wrong,

What will my comrades say,

If they have to leave there and I have to stay?

I dislike vermin, I dislike them bad,

It is in my mind to leave them sad,

I'll chop off their tails, I'll chop off their ears,

I'll cut them so bad they'll burst into tears.

Here they come, so ugly and fierce,

Oh no! One of my friends one did pierce.

I didn't know, why did I come?

If I die, what will happen to Mum?

There's an ugly mug in front of me,

I'm so full of rage I can hardly see,

I stab blindly with my spear,

Why, oh why did I want to come HERE?

This ridge is a terrible place,

The Thousand don't give you much space,

Oof! That weasel got me bad,

The vermin are making me sad!

Oh mother, I just want to sleep,

And have a peace ever so deep.

What has happened to my friends?

And will I ever, ever mend?

"'I cannot tell you what my heart longed to say,

When I had to leave here, and you had to stay.'

Pasque wrote these words, her tongue was tied

At the braveness of those warriors that died."

Parsley's Lifelong Love

(Parsley will be outraged when I read this to him. Haha!)

Ho, pass me a flan or two,

I'll swallow them with one chew,

And also some of that cake,

Mmm! And that last slice I'll take.

Now let's try that cheese,

Aaachoo! It makes me sneeze,

And please pass me the jelly,

Whaaa? No way, not on your Nellie!

I'll gobble this, and gobble that,

And wash down with fizz,

I'll probably end up pudgy an' fat,

And faint while in a tizz!

Ode to Queen Jallegur

(Taken from Silth, Queen of Marlfoxes)

Queen Jallegur was the greatest of all.

She was beautiful, graceful and tall,

Brought down by the most poi-son-ous.

Made by one most trea-son-ous!

So she is not here todaaaaay!

To guide us to the right waaaaay!

May a similar death come to the culprrrit!

This curse to the killer is now wrrrit!

Terana the Traitor

(This one is terrible, I know, but who cares?)

"Terana," said the little fox,

"I need to make sure the Queen is dead.

She'll be buried in a big, odd box.

Oh, the king will be seeing red!"

So Terana cooked food most poisonous,

With a funny little laugh she said,

"I know that I am so treasonous,

And this soup is so dead-ly!

Samdogh's Prophecy

(Taken from Silth, Queen of Marlfoxes.)

"Those too slow were those who died,

But one who you hold dear has something to hide,

One fox, ever so cunning and strong,

Did a deed so terrible and wrong,

Be brave, oh king, fear no more,

An old friend's curse shall even the score,

Though you'll be long dead by then,

One day, you'll see all of your kind again."

Salamandastron

They say it's bigger than Redwall,

And that it lies right by the sea.

More than 300 paces tall,

That's much taller than me!

Ruled by badgers, home to hares,

A tall hill made of rock.

They say that all vermin it scares,

It's so safe they don't need a lock.

One day I may go there,

To see what I will see.

Us badgers are quite rare,

One day the ruler may be me!

Lenna Wildlough's Song

In the sea there lies an isle so green.

It is the place of which that I am queen.

Where birds do fly, up in the sky,

Otters do roam, I call it my home,

I am Lenna Wildlough, High Rhulain.

My subjects do not think that much of me.

That is quite my fault, you see.

I ain't regal (if that's legal)

I'm much like other otters (rotters!)

I am Lenna Wildlough, High Rhulain.

Me eyes have never been black, Mack,

Turn around and touch the ground,

Or gimme the sack, Grack,

Ye'll never get the crown that sports my head, Ledd,

Or else I'll fall down dead!

When bells from far away do ring,

Oh how does my heart out sing!

I don't lie, don't bother to try,

It won't tempt me, I'm so honest, you see,

I am Lenna Wildlough, High Rhulain.

Sometimes I dream this is a lovely song.

Just tell me if I'm quite wrong.

I carry a sling that I call King,

"That name's so low," I hear you crow,

I am Lenna Wildlough, High Rhulain.

I'm always so clean, Breen,

Jump up high and touch the sky,

No such ugly as you, Roo,

Go on try, don't be shy,

You are so crude, Grood,

I don't lie, you always cry,

My word is law, listen up, for...

I AM LENNA WILDLOUGH, HIGH RHULAIN!

Wildlough Letters

Dear,

Corriam, Corriam, castaway,

Where did ye go on that fateful day?

The day of a night I was never to see?

Did you become an honour to our family?

Corriam, Corriam, tough and hard,

I hear ye were sent to the Mossguard.

I know you were tended, treated well,

Do ye ever hear a bell?

I saw that Alem did not approve,

I suppose you had to move?

Linger sure for the lee,

Remember my name and think carefully.

And when at last your breathing should cease,

You shall find an eternal peace,

And once again each other we'll see,

And you'll be forever with yore big sister, me!

Love, Lenna Wildlough.

To,

Lenna, Lenna, queen Wildlough,

I'm growing old and so:

Apparently my lance got snapped,

Ah well! (and yore crown in my lance is trapped.)

So what's it like, way out there?

Is it floating on clouds without a care?

Or is it battling with old foes fallen?

And say hello to me ole friend Torlin.

I worked out your riddle: The ruler of Green Isle.

Runa's shouts were heard for miles and miles.

Gah! I really must go,

I may be old, but I like playing in snow.

From, Corriam Wildlough.

Silth's Battle Song

(Taken from Silth, Queen of Marlfoxes.)

Oh little rats, go and hide,

I have the best on my side.

You are common, aye, and low,

You will all fall by my bow.

In your boots you'll all shake,

Oh, and your great fortress I will take.

Oh little rats, go and hide,

I have the best on my side.

The Seabug Song

(Taken from Veil's Legacy)

Ooooh, knick-knack bric-a-brac blood an' thunder,

Let's go piratin' and get some plunder,

We're the wickedest corsairs all aboard,

Each armed wid a rusty ole sword!

Our Cap'n enjoys seein' us in tears,

Why, she's the mistress o' our fears,

So howl ricketty-picketty tinteree,

Please take her away from me me me!

Ooooh, rigg-a-bigg mig-a-lig Cap'n Rogg,

We bashed down some gates wid a big fat log,

We kick ye down on yer rear,

Harr, the crew o' the Seabug it's us you feaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrr!

Martin to Tiria

(Taken from Veil's Legacy)

Ye shall not die as your ancestor did,

Ye shall live to Green Isle vermin rid,

Wait for the flames, an image of old,

Wait for the ottermaid ever so bold,

Seek the one who dreams of the banished,

Seek the one who is ever famished,

Be rid of the armour that has served so long,

And know that Banya is never wrong!

Jonte's Song

(Taken from Veil's Legacy)

Ooh, the life of a slave is a terrific one,

We help the guards have lots of fun,

We cook and clean and groom others too,

Oh weasel whelp, how I want to kill you!

Oh king and queen and spoilt brat,

We're all starving and you are fat,

I'll suffocate mean Cap'n Gribz,

Then shove a blade right twixt yore ribs. Yeeehaaaaaaa!

Martin

He came from the north, and was taken,

By Badrang if I'm not mistaken,

Was punished and dozed,

And he met a mousemaid called Rose.

Martin, Martin the Warrior!

His voice is heard through the years.

And we, who all live at Redwall,

Has had his name fallen on our ears.

He wandered right down to Mossflower,

Was thrown into prison that hour,

He did quite well,

And escaped from his cell,

Martin, Martin the Warrior!

His voice is heard through the years.

And we, who all live at Redwall,

Has had his name fallen on our ears.

He traversed to a mountain so tall,

Just before a war,

He got a new sword blade,

From a star 'twas made,

Martin, Martin the Warrior,

His voice is heard through the years.

And all vermin who heed our words,

Will have more than a couple of fears!

Corsair Song

Wallop a weasel, stomp a stoat,

Tear away at me old dusty coat,

Try to kill me, I don't care,

Coz I'm a bold corsaaaaaaiiir!

Shut a fox in a box, rip a rat,

I'll take this and I'll take that,

Ho, we're a right ole bunch o' looters,

Coz we're Freebooters!

Ooh, uggerly buggerly lackaday,

We'll cherish the day that we took ye away,

Harr, we're pirates never wrong,

We're Corsairs an' Freebooters, a hundred strong!

Veil's Riddle

(Taken from Veil's Legacy)

They blame me for everything, my trouble you'll see.

Everybody hates me and my kind, don't follow me.

I hate them all, my wild side calls,

I'm always-blamed Sixclaw, outcast of Redwall,

I'm to never again be seen here,

I don't care, I don't fear,

Now seek star so land a mat,

Tell me if you figured that.

Take Golgola, and his good friend too,

Fare bad, cruel Abbey, never again will I be with you!

Eulalia!

(Lord Valian and his hares are said to sing this song.)

On the ancient fire mountain,

Badgers and hares do live.

Once known as the flame rock fountain,

Now peace to goodbeasts does it give.

The Badger Rulers, the Long Patrol,

The life of vermin do we seize.

We march along, we're on a roll,

Hear Eulalia on the breeze.

War has always come our way,

And we are ever ready.

We hope that vermin shall always stay,

Aye, we are always steady!

We're born to fight,

Shout Eulalia,

And no vermin can withstand our might,

All corsairs, your ships shall be marred.

All together we sing,

All together we march,

All together we fight,

And all together we shout,

Eulaliaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

March Hare

"Oh Father, good Father, my father,

The Long Patrol is recruiting,

I wish to be a hare so bold,

So I'll sign up if it's suiting."

"My son, my son, my eager son,

Now listen to what I've to say.

That Long Patrol may be brave,

But they bring grief as they march away."

"But Father, Father, Father,

You've got to let me go.

It'd be nought but a big adventure,

Instead of playing in the snow!"

"My son, my son forever,

Just trust that I know best.

Surely not so young,

You be marching off with the rest?"

"But Dad, Dad, Dad!

I'll say please please please.

I'll do whatever it takes,

Even begging on my knees!"

"No son, no,

You must be eighteen or more,

Or maybe, if you grow,

Till you bang your head on the top of the door."

So off went a young hare sulkily,

Muttering "Maybe not today,

But one day you'll look back,

And see me march away!"

Dark Forest

No-one escapes the forest of dark,

It holds beasts for all eternity

Brave, cowardly, cruel and peaceful,

Beasts that go by air, land or sea.

Dark forest is there, and always will be.

It awaits the arrival of you and me.

Some go there early, some go there late,

All go there, in the clutches of Fate.

No-one escapes the forest of dark,

No-one goes out, yet all come in.

Dark forest is as big as the world

Yet it is also as small as a pin.

Sawlinee's Fate

Taken from Sawlinee's Quest

Your sister is a warrior, fiercer than a gale,

On a quest of vengeance, she cannot, will not fail.

No longer that young ottermaid, who was so quiet and sweet,

All those that have held her captive, death shall swiftly meet.

This land the ottermaid shall ceaselessy roam,

Seeking the Abbey that she once called home.

The fight will be hers and ours, so may you interfere,

But while you are waiting, for you there's a quest here.

Now find the golden flower, turn once, twice, thrice,

Find the hidden secrets of the old Redwall mice.

From there you'll find a trail, find the ancient moth,

And then you may save her from her own rage and wrath."

Sawney's Wrath

The fox, it was her,

Who foresaw the Taggerung's birth,

Though 'twas not the son of warrior,

But otters, wide of girth!

Her seeing led the Juskarath

To a river of waterflowers

That old father, carrying the blessed one,

Vallug strung, then pulled back, one twang and he was ours!

I took him as my son,

I taught him all I knew,

He was surely the Juska Taggerung,

But Juska instincts? Few.

He should have known that whatever life

He thought he was destined for,

A peaceful life, without strife,

For him would be no more!

I swear upon my soul,

This is a promise I cannot break,

This so called Taggerung, whose gift should've been mine

His life I will take!

Rakkety Tam

He sold his sword, lost a sword,

Gained a sword and a daughter,

He broke away from the fool

And truimphed throughout the slaughter.

He killed a lord, without sword

Instead with a sharpened shield.

But no matter what happened to him

To Death he would not yield.

He found a happy ending,

As bookish types will know

Met a Sister, and found a wife

In my mind alongside him I go.

Young Hare's Limerick

There once was a rather young hare

Who said "I do declare

I'll go and enrol

With the Long Patrol"

But his weaponry is still bare!

Home Is Where My Heart Is

Through Mossflower I will go,

There's lots to see and lots to show

But I know that wherever I am

Home is where my heart is.

While I joke and laugh with comrades dear

There is an empty place that fears

That one day, in far future I'll not know

That home is where my heart is.

I wish to be in the hall

Or up in the bell tower ever so tall

And joking and laughing with all my friends

Oh, home is where my heart is.

Home is where my heart is.

Without

We said that never would we part

But we were young and carefree

Our lives were near yet to start

We went away in our group of three.

We went in circles, not straying far

From our beautiful home of Redwall

We earned but a few scars

We were so proud! How far to fall.

We went further away

We joined up with the Long Patrol

Oh, how many times did we stray

I could never count them all.

One day we went to war

We were excited, how could we know

How many of our comrades would fall

Fur littered on the ground like snow.

Injuries, pain beyond all measure

Dying gasps, many coming to life's end

I lost many I'll forever treasure

Then I saw my first two friends.

Side by side, together forever

I told myself I'd see them someday

But time goes for ever and ever

This was not some mere play.

We said that we'd never go away

From each other, when our whole life was fun

And I'll never forget the day

When I walked away in a group of one.