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Beware the little sheepdog



Beware the Little Sheepdog

The news were of the most worrying kind
And the gossip told of impending doom
All across the hobbit village, despair and worry reigned
As the locals fell into a state of cheerless gloom

So beware the little sheepdog, that seeks yer pork
Keep yer larder locked and close yer eyes
When she scratches on yer door, hold yer breath and hope for best
Or yer belly will go empty from a lack of pies

With nerves of steel and a heart of coal
Yer may think that yer will avoid this fate
But no force more full of power than gentle puppy eyes
If she tilts her head yer may as well forsake yer plate

So beware the little sheepdog, that seeks yer pork
Keep yer larder locked and close yer eyes
When she scratches on yer door, hold yer breath and hope for best
Or yer belly will go empty from a lack of pies

But now, her pa comes to set her straight
Surely now our food will forever be safe
But alas, that rascal sheepdog decides to join his pup
And the two set out to claim a thick and juicy steak

So beware those rascal sheepdogs, that seeks yer pork
Keep yer larder locked and close yer eyes
When they scratch upon yer door, hold yer breath and hope for best
Or yer belly will go empty from a lack of pies