The Search for Delicious
Song by Ms. Freeman’s Class ‘07-‘08
We are the crows, we know, we know
About events from long ago
The king sent Gaylen to take a poll
So he went on The Search for Delicious
The new dictionary started it all
And now from power the king might fall
For Hemlock seeks to be master of all
And he’ll use The Search for Delicious
[I like pie
I like cheese
Christmas pudding, if you please]
[We are the squashies
Well, we’re the crisps
The king will pick our food
No, our food! Our food! Our food! Our food!]
Hear the people shouting below
As Gaylen’s wandering to and fro
Who once was friend is now a foe
Because of The Search for Delicious
The ancient woldweller up in his tree
Says to the world, “It’s nothing to me.”
The dwarves and the wind don’t care what will be
They’re ignoring The Search for Delicious
We are the crows, we watch and we see
We know the whistle is really the key
But if Ardis says , “It’s nothing to me,”
The kingdom will fall to the vicious
The end, my friend, we will not tell to thee
You must go look in a library
There the end for yourself you will see
When you read The Search for Delicious