By Simbo Rumblebelly A poem written in honour of the Grand Order's Eigth Anniversary. In a time when there are many bad things going on, it's emphasis is firmly of Friendship Ode to the Grand Order We welcome you to Songburrow We've glad that you are here To join us in our gathering Remembering eight years For at such times, it does us good To meet up with our friends Let hope this evening's full of hugs And hope should never end And so, it was eight years ago A group of friends met up At the Golden Perch in Stock Where ale is fondly supped And tales were told, adventures shared With friendships gladly made And so it was the Order formed With Mathoms as their trade The made their home in Songburrow And built a stately hall There outside laid a welcome mat And Mathoms lined the wall The table ever full with food For all the hungry guests The hall was like a sanctuary Where weary folk could rest And folk did come and folk did go Throughout the days that passed So many memories were made Of happiness that lasts But best of all, the friendships formed Should fill us all with cheer So hug your friends as tight you can There's hope for all our years |
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