29 April 2012

Under the hill Did the Bagginses sit.

A fine hole for Hobbits; Bag End was a hit.

Then one day, Gandalf With his grey pointy hat

Came wandering up Wiped his feet on the mat

He ratta-tat-tatted Upon the round door

But Bilbo wasn't home He'd left a note on the floor

"Dark riddles did play In my mind 'midst the black. Of the lonely old mountain All the memories flood back. I feel like I'm butter Scraped on too much bread. I need an adventure" Bilbos note said.

So Gandalf decided To find his small friend, He searched high and low But gave up in the end

Then a whiff of Old Toby Passed under his nose, And he followed the scent To where water flows

Bilbo was sat smoking, One hand on his pipe, Saying "Gandalf my old friend! We'll remember this night!"

ShaunJenkinsHobbitses • Opuss № I