hobbits

Pies and tarts, a slice or two,
A bowl of soup, a bowl of stew,
Give me some bread to dunk in too,
And to that, a pint of brew.

A freshly caught and roasted fish,
With a big, full potato dish,
And of course a slice of quiche,
That is a Hobbit's dinner wish!

Some mutton always tastes fine,
If served with sauce and eggs in brine,
Then later some delicious wine,
Of course best servéd in a pint!

For dessert, I am fond of cake
And berry-pies I'll gladly take.
But if I should partake of steak,

See them on the bounds
Whilst doing the rounds
They're keeping the Shire
All safe and all sound
They walk round and round
On all types of ground
They're rooting out trouble
Wherever it's found

They bound all the day
To chase wolves away
And keep nasty brigands
And goblins at bay
At day or at night
No need to take fright
The bounders will be there
To put all things right

Part 1

The winter came, with frosted bite
And thick the falling snow
Around the land all turned to white
So cold the wind did blow
Hobbits froze in the cold sunshine
Wolves howled beyond the Brandywine

The coldest day that darkest year
The Brandywine did freeze
From Brandywood, the wolves appeared
From under frosted trees
At the river the wolves did bay
In howling packs they crossed this way