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The Challenge:  To write a song about -- The Norwegian Moose And His Road Rage -- DATELINE:  OSLO, Norway -- Raymond Johansen isn't sure what to say on his insurance claim after a moose walked across his car and kicked in its windshield this weekend. Johansen and his girlfriend, Kristen, were driving home when they stopped for a moose on the highway. They thought they'd avoided a potentially deadly collision with the moose, which weighted about 400 kilograms (880 pounds); but, no such luck. Johansen recalled shouting "this can't be" when the moose walked across the car's hood and one of its feet came crashing through the windshield. Neither the couple nor the moose was injured. He said the moose may have been enraged by the bright lights of the car. 

Bullwinkle's Revenge by Lonesome EJ

A wild and mighty moose am I
I weigh nine hundred pounds
And all wise creatures give me room
When I make my nightly rounds.
I'm heedless of all rough terrain
Of river, crag and boulder
Even bears will hide, for I
Stand six feet at the shoulder!

Imagine, then, my own chagrin
As I crossed the Oslo Highway
To see this slob as he drove his Saab
With sheer abandon, my way!
Now nothing makes me deviate
From a path I set my sights on
But this scared little guy and his frightened bride
Just sat there with their lights on! 

Now a moose like me can stand a lot
My calmness is surprising
But the car sat there, and the people stared
And I felt my temper rising.
I thought "how good to use his hood as my own personal ramp!"
So over the bumper and through the glass
I then began to tramp.

I crossed at last, breaking all his glass
And his cool Norwegian bearing
As the Saab disappeared, my ears were cheered
By the sound of distant swearing.
So if, some night, in a glow of light
You meet a moose out on the street
Don't stare and curse, put in in reverse
Or feel the Fury of his Feet! 


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