Songburrow Strollers

Grand New Year’s Song

As the day gives way to evening, to Songburrow we all go
For the Grand Order New Year’s party, and the Hall is all aglow
With light from lamps and candles, shining bright in every room
Even our little mouse is happy, since we hid away the broom

So there I was, the proud owner of a burrow in Bramblebury. It was just as cozy as my temporary home in Pinewarrens and with an equally stunning view of the Homestead. The people who live in Bramblebury are, no exception, most kind and friendly. And they all have known my mother Yola, ofcourse. They tell me stories about her and tell me how much I look like her. It always makes me feel both good and sad when they say that.