The Doom of Flufflestan

"The Doom of Fluffelstan" Known to Bunnies and Unicorns as "Apocryphal of the rise of Fire Hoof"

The cold tears fall like fur upon the bed
Fluffelstan the Plush, Felled now cold and dead
His silken seams are torn by hoof and horn
The sparkly bunnies dance as all Bears mourn

Bead Eye battle will not be soon forgot
The stand at Saw Dust Ridge it came to naught
Proud bears, they did stand fast against the foe
The bunnies laughed for that which bears cant know

There the rabbits ran as if in retreat
Fierce Bears they followed the sweet sugar treat
There in the fire trap was made to wait
Horn of doom hidden now in victories bait

Princess Cottenella did beg the van
King Fluff rebuffed her then for glories plan
Silver sword then he drew and lead the hosts
End of bloody day he would lose the most

Treachery is then sweet to those it pays
The sparkly Bunnies knew their price those days
Black Terror then advanced in legion form
A Strident call of death on hoof and horn

Saw dust ridge, saw the fate of heat and flame
All Stuffed bears gathered there soon met the same.
Fluffelstan, felled upon her ivory horn
Cottonella charred her army to warn

The cold tears fall like fur upon the bed
Fluffelstan the Plush, Felled now cold and dead
His silken seams are torn by hoof and horn
The sparkly bunnies dance as all Bears mourn