Come and give me a biscuit or two
In the north is a town on the edge of the fields
Home to hobbits and sheepdogs alike
Here a mother of one shook her head in despair
Her lass had expressed her dislike
No vegs she would eat nor no taters or meat
She just wailed and she yelled and she cried
A whimper and frown as she jumped up and down
Then she looked at her mother and smiled
Come and give me a biscuit or two, wohoo
Come and give me a biscuit or two
Now a pie would be grand but please hear me demand
Come and give me a biscuit or two
Now the thain came to visit this bright summer day
And he wanted his afternoon tea
And the table was decked with the best silverware
Just under the old willow tree
The evening breeze brought both butter and cheese
Lovely pastry and warm mutton stew
The thain shook his head and he moped as he said
Come and give me a biscuit or two
Come and give me a biscuit or two, wohoo
Come and give me a biscuit or two
Now a pie would be grand but please hear me demand
Come and give me a biscuit or two
Now the battle was on for this favourite treat
Neither lassie nor thain would back down
They both jumped for the jar with a withering howl
The fight could be heard through the town
They cried with dismay when the jar rolled away
And it fell in the hands of a shrew
Such a sight as the pair chased the shrew to its lair
Come and give me a biscuit or two
Come and give me a biscuit or two, wohoo
Come and give me a biscuit or two
Now a pie would be grand but please hear me demand
Come and give me a biscuit or two
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