My very first War Tavern Topic, I think...







Once upon a time...



A rabbit named Ducky

Somehow became very lucky.

One day she was chasing butterflies

An saw one of enormous size

On the side of the field over

Resting happily on a clover

Which happened to have four leaves

When she went to touch it her paw was stung by bees.

"Ow!" she cried and smacked the bee.

The others in the nest watched the scene repulsively.

They rushed down and stung

Ducky on the bumb

She ran for dear life

The stings hurt like a knife

She finally did elude

Them by pulling up her hood. She ran back to the place

At her very quickest pace

She plucked the purple flower

From their nest the bees did glower

Because they knew not to hurt

One with a four leafed clover pinned to her shirt.

Ducky walked to the 'Tavern

Where she did yearn

For one of her friends

To make amend

For the harm

That came to her bumb, legs, ears, and arm

Which the bees had put there

Then everybody did stare

As she walked in the door

"Are there anymore

Where that came from?"

Asked everyone.

"That is it!

Don't go back or the bees will have a fit!"

Said she.

The Taverners looked on with great greed.

"My appendages

Need bandages!" she said, crying a little

"Have you sat on a nettle?"

Asked Black

Who was about to get a smack

From behind her the greedy rabbits

Forgot their habits

Of drinking gin

And turned on their own kin ("Look out Tubbs!")

To get close to the Duck

Who seemed to be running OUT of luck

Kovu had just gathered up the pluck to ask the dear duck

For her lucky thing

Then the telephone did RIING!

Just in time!

But how does a mime

Carry on a conversation?

Ducky decided to RUN!

If she didn't want to be attacked

By the baseball bat

Which Cobra was holding over her head.

The bat came down upon the sheep, who bled

On the floor that had just been cleaned

Admael wasn't too keen

And threw them out (Hrmmmph!)

So they did weep and loudly pout

But that's not part of Ducky's song

Maybe this is getting too long...

Meanwhile, Ducky was tired.

Those Taverners got her wired!

She lay down and fell asleep

But was soon awoken by chirping and many a cheep!

It was that greedy bird

How absurd!

It was Kazoo!

"How're you?"

She asked to be polite

Like a kite

He floated down from the air

Then also did he stare

At the flower.

It might take all his power to snatch it from her pretty paw (sorry Kaz, I guess you left SAM at home )

But then she saw how to defeat him

She climbed onto a tree limb

Before her plan could be complete

Kazooie snatched her by the feet.

Her carried her to the Tavern where

They found some rope and tied her to a chair

But Blackie felt sad

Kidnapping her twice was rather daft.

She untied Ducky's bonds

Ducky felt suddenly of Blackie rather fond

She wanted to give her a hug

But her back was bit by another bug

"This place is cursed!"

she said but she was not yet over the worst.

Ducky ran before the others noticed she was gone (oh come on guys, you're being rather dumb)

She really thought she had won (pride goeth before a fall, haha)

Little did she know when she had tripped across some tracks

That the train was coming fast

Toward the gorgeous bunny of grey

She was thinking as she picked herself up, "What a fine day!"

The horn was loud as at her it blew

Suddenly she realized she was in a stew

She screamed and luckily the clover used

A little luck; a cow ran quickly across the tracks and picked her up with an muffled moo.

A cow? You ask? What else would it be!

Unfortunately, it was a he!

The bull's horns did follow her as fast as she did go

She climbed a tree

And realized the key

Was to rid herself or the unluck?

She threw it down with a "Yuck!"

It landed on the ground

And, with a bound

She left the oak

Received a poke

From the horns of the bull waiting below

To herself she said "I am a pro,

At this Warrior stuff...I think."

She pulled out her electric stick

But along came a calf

That grazed in front of the bull.

"I am so full

Of this nonsense!"

Said she, and left thinking that cows were so dense.

Now Ducky got hungry

She stopped at a nearby cottage for tea

The owner's name was Mrs. Keel

She wanted badly to steal

Ducky's four leaves, which clung to her skirt when she had dropped it.

“Please down you sit!”

Said Mrs. Keel as she schemed

Ducky did as was asked and at Mrs. Keel she beamed.

The Missus went into the kitchen

She was a tawny fox, a very sly vixen

Into the tea she poured some poison

And added to the tray a cinnamon bun.

Ducky ate the bun and fell asleep in her chair

Thinking of how nice Mrs. Keel was to share

The bun but not the tea

You see, Ducky did not like the way the tea looked

Mrs. Keel was so mad it was Ducky she shook.

Ducky woke up and saw the face full of anger

She shrieked because she saw the situation’s danger.

Mrs. Keel Ducky shoved into the oven

“I wonder if fox would be good with stuffin’!”

Said she with a heeheehee.

“I never knew those nursery rhymes would come in handy.”

Ducky left the cottage,

Broke down the hedge

That tried to eat

Her seat

“I’ve been into the fire from the pot.”

She thought.

But then did she know

She still carried the clo.

With her eyes she did see

“It still clings to me!!!”

She traveled far away

From the greedy rabbits and their way

She took a boat

To the East it did float

For many, many days.

Ducky sailed until the passing of seven Mays.

She landed in the wild yonder

There she continued to ponder

What the heck is wrong with us all? *groan*

While walking and wondering she kicked a stone



She wasn’t watching where she was going and she came to a cliff;

She kept walking not watching and as she fell her body went stiff;

Fall

Fall

Fall

Into a pool of water so cold she could not breathe

She swam to the shore and somehow did achieve

To get her bearing and realize where she was

In her ear she heard a buzz.

A butterfly flew northward

She listened to a singing bird

“A butterfly got me into this mess...”

She said and started to turn west

But we all know Ducky cannot resist

Chasing butterflies so she followed the teal feathery luna into the mist

She felt dry land beneath her paws and a cool liquid sloshing around up to her knees.

She could see nothing ahead or behind except the mist and the moth—ahead was a surging whirling melee

Of the translucent yet brilliant blue--so bright it hurt her eyes-liquid fog.

She took a breath of the crisp air and as the luna faded into the mist she stepped ahead and let it wash over her in a hazy, riotous teal, green and blue smog.