I just thought of another!
Two hobbits, both portly and male,
met a tree of a rather great scale.
said 'come drinking with me!'
'tis tasty,' said he.
They could never pass up a free ale!
These hobbits, they grew (just a bit),
more than Treebeard would admit.
Their hair curled and grew,
they bought new shampoo,
but could never find hats that would fit!
(Okay, that effort was slightly better).
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'What news from the South, O sighing wind, do you bring to me at eve?
Where now is Boromir the Fair? He tarries and I grieve.'
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