cloves

 Oh, lovely are carrots and lovely are peas
And ever so lovely's a berry-pie sweet,
But lovelier still than the fruit on the trees
Is a lad with bright eyes and soft hair on his feet.

There once was a Hobbit lass sweet as a pie
The loveliest lass in the whole of the Shire:
Few days without lads to propose would go by,

This story was told by Cloves at the historical field trip to Adso's camp.