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Ode to the Deadly Osquip
A squeak. Nothing in sight;
Glance around, feel the fright,
Out of the shadows comes the bite!
Savage fur; the rodent flies,
Straight for the neck! The victim cries
Out! Gurgles, and swiftly dies.
Beware the Deadly Osquip;
Flee before its might.
It is the stuff of legend,
King of rats by right.
From The Collected Writings of Izrick.