Song: Puddleglum the Marshwiggle Music, Lyrics & Voice: Ai
[Verse1] A long-legged wight, with webbed and gloomy feet, A marsh-dweller, where mud and water meet. He always saw the storm behind the sun, Predicted rain before the day was done. "It will be fog," he’d sigh, with solemn face, "Or thunder, or some terrible disgrace."
[Verse2] He warned of giants and of slippery trails, And gave his friends a constant list of fails. "The best of it," he'd say with bitter cheer, "Is that if we are drowned, we've nothing else to fear." A wet blanket, a cloud on high renown, He'd wear his darkest thoughts like a high, pointed crown.
[Verse3] Yet when the witch, with fire and subtle lies, Clouded the light in Jill and Eustace's eyes, And made them doubt the sun, the grass, the breeze, The world of Narnia in all its trees— Then Puddleglum, the glum and soggy soul, Stood up and fought to make the broken whole.
[Verse4] With burning pain upon his webbed, bare foot, He stamped the magic out, though it took root. "I'm on Aslan's side," it was cried for all to hear, "Even if there is no Narnia, have no fear." A gloomy hero, with a loyal heart, Who knew the darkest truth, but played the brave part.
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