đ” Song Name: Grandma Got Eaten By An Owlbear
đ” Genre: Humorous Winter Song
đ” Tone: Light-hearted, Cautionary
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Gather âround and hear the tale,
Of Grandmaâs winter, fierce and frail.
In the snow, she met her match,
With an owlbear, quite a catch.
Grandma was an adventurer bold,
In her youth, with tales untold.
But her strength had waned with time,
Yet she sought one last big climb.
In the woods, so deep and dark,
Grandma thought sheâd leave her mark.
Wrestled creatures, big and small,
Till the owlbearâs haunting call.
Grandma got eaten by an owlbear,
On a frosty winterâs night.
She thought sheâd relive her glory,
But it gave us quite a fright.
Donât let Grandma wrestle monsters,
When the snow is falling bright.
Or you might find yourself a tale,
Of an owlbearâs winter bite.
She set out with her old gear,
Memories of past so near.
In her heart, she felt the thrill,
But her body felt the chill.
Found the tracks and followed through,
In the forest, cold and blue.
Till she met the beastly brute,
Grandma tried but met her route.
Grandma got eaten by an owlbear,
On a frosty winterâs night.
She thought sheâd relive her glory,
But it gave us quite a fright.
Donât let Grandma wrestle monsters,
When the snow is falling bright.
Or you might find yourself a tale,
Of an owlbearâs winter bite.
Now we tell this tale so dear,
In the winter, every year.
Keep your elders safe and sound,
When the monsters roam around.
Raise a glass and sing along,
To the chorus of this song.
Remember Grandmaâs daring feat,
But keep her out of monsterâs seat.
Grandma got eaten by an owlbear,
On a frosty winterâs night.
She thought sheâd relive her glory,
But it gave us quite a fright.
Donât let Grandma wrestle monsters,
When the snow is falling bright.
Or you might find yourself a tale,
Of an owlbearâs winter bite.
In the night, the storyâs told,
By the fire, warm and bold.
Grandmaâs spirit lives on still,
In the tales of winterâs chill.
Grandma got eaten by an owlbear,
On a frosty winterâs night.
She thought sheâd relive her glory,
But it gave us quite a fright.
Donât let Grandma wrestle monsters,
When the snow is falling bright.
Or you might find yourself a tale,
Of an owlbearâs winter bite.
So remember, heed this call,
In the winter, above all.
Keep your Grandma safe and warm,
From the owlbearâs mighty storm.