By Holby
Taking a stroll one day,
I chanced to meet an old hare who did say:
"Now this safe home is for me
But a young 'un like you would rather be,
Up at that mountain where fighting hares live
That's my advice to you I give!"
He then finished with a "wot, wot"
And I set off at a steady trot.
On I went until the sun went down
But puffing and panting I looked up at a frown.
"Where might you be racing off to now, eh?"
Said a squirrel returning at the end of day.
"To Salamandastron so goodbeasts can be safe and have protection."
"Well young hare," he replied. "It may help if you go in the right direction!
"Thankyou old chap,"
I said, "you just stopped an unfortunate mishap!"
I collapsed on the ground and lay,
Making up my mind to reach Salamandastron another way!