Ode to Gradrel

There once was a Watcher named Gradrel. Many people thought he was bad, well. Let me assure you, and please to deter you. To give him a chance, or he'll be sad, hell.

This Watcher had large horns and loved trees. And loved playing with flowers and bees. Though he was only so bright, he frolicked day and night. But one day he fell to his knees.

For the woodlands had grown sick and tired. Why, the Groundskeeper should have been fired! But for Gradrel it seemed, the woodlands no longer teemed, With the flora and fauna so inspired.

So this is the story of Gradrel, You will now understand he's not bad, well. He just loves the trees, the shrubs and the bees. So stop killing them or he'll keep being sad, hell.

By: Alanna Tasvani

___________________ Published by: Dilorry