Redwall
Fragrant breezes in the spring,
The Joseph bell is tolling,
At Redwall Abbey all this brings,
Happy joy and calling.
Working mice, otters,
No vermin about,
This is Redwall Abbey, no doubt.
Salamandastron
Hares scoffing away the vittles,
Leaving their Badger Lord very little.
Defending their mountain with all their might,
Making sure vermin are nowhere in sight.
This makeshift mountain will always stand,
With loyal hares at Salamandastron.