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Let the birds fly high before us, An’ our wake trail straight behind, When yore heart is yearnin’ for it, Home is not too hard to find. May our way be bright an’ sunny, Back to where the campfires burn, There our friends an’ families waitin’, For the warriors to return. Are the old ones happily livin’, An’ the young ones tall an’ grown? We will soon see smilin’ faces, Of all those we’ve always known. Far we’ve traveled, long we’ve wandered, Morn till night an’ dusk to dawn, But there’s no place we’ll rest easy, Save the land where we were born.
-Plogg and Welko, Pearls of Lutra
“Oh, I’m ’appy as the day is long, I’m cheery, merry, bright, From early morn I sings me song, Until last thing at night. Chop off me paws, slice off me tail, An’ my pore neck start wringin’, You’ll never ’ear me cry or wail, Because I’ll still be singin’! Ooooo flugga dugga dugga chugchugchug, With a smile like a duck upon me mug!
-Plogg, Pearls of Lutra
Mike Ploog, The Last Hunt
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