Thanks, Morima! It's the first verse of a poem that just popped into my head.
To the tune of "Sing a song of Sixpence":
Quote:
'Four and twenty hobbits tried to bake a pie
The smoke from the explosion rose up to the sky
When the tale was told the elves did sadly sing
And the next day the soup tasted funny to the king
Fro was in the cellar stealing Bilbo's money
Who was in the kitchen eating too much honey
Sam was in the garden doing what Eru knows
And along came Merry with his evil nose'
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Kinda stupid. But my siblings liked it. [img]smilies/smile.gif[/img]
Nitroglycerine? I'm now officially really genuinely freaked out, Helka. You and I should never meet.