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Author Topic: A hobbit poem  (Read 4309 times)

« on: December 11, 2003, 09:59:24 PM »
I am a hobbit

I work the field all short and plump
I eat to my very fill
My hobbit hole is quite a dump
Crafted under my muddy hill.

I have brown curly hair
On head and feet
So my pipe I smoke early this year
Waiting on summers heat.

Us hobbis have a lovely field
That we plow and hoe
A sword we can hardly wield
So to adventures we say no.

It's Peaceful times we live in
This land we own is prime
Adventure is like a sin
So we'll live happily for all time

By: hobbit_



mmm... pizza

everyone is entitled to my opinion...JK  

« Reply #1 on: December 12, 2003, 04:52:55 PM »
Cool. But you might try using the enter key.

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« Reply #2 on: December 12, 2003, 05:27:50 PM »
i did, but it got messed up



mmm... pizza

everyone is entitled to my opinion...JK  

« Reply #3 on: December 24, 2003, 04:55:27 PM »
I hate hobbits.

Is this the North Pole? I''m looking for Santa.
"If they make greeting cards to thank people for helping with evil plans, I owe you one!" ~Dimentio, Super Paper Mario

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