Lost Creek Hollow One season

Yes, she would! And to spare a paragraph of describing the gleeful chomping on the bottle, Nunataq was not opposed for a verse to reflect both her heroic (and annoying) feats of making a symphony out of one musical instrument only.

Behold:

Crunch, crush, crunchity, crush,
Champ, chomp, gnawity, cre-e-e-ek!
Crunch, crush, crushity, crunch,
Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp - GRIND!

Champ, chomp, chawity, munch,
Munch, crush, crushity, scru-u-u-u-nch!
Crush, chomp, champity, chew,
Munch, munch, munch, munch - BITE!

Chew, chew, chompity, munch,
Scrunch, crush, chewity, cho-o-o-omp!
Bite, bite, grindity, bite,
Chaw, chaw, chaw, chaw - RUMINATE!

And there was no steam coming from Treason's ears and nostrils now then either she was a holy martyr or had a particular taste in music. The cheeky and smug look of Nunataq told that she knew exactly, what she was doing and felt no shame for it either.

I paraphrased a "Bang, bang" song from HIMYM and used the online resources for synonyms to the word "crunch" and "chew". I think that this is the first poem I have ever written...