OOC:Never mind, I think I have it.
Sam listened to all of the singing going on, and though he was not quite sure of the meaning, he started in as best he could:
Sam:Troll sat alone on his seat of stone
And munched and mumbled a bare old bone;
For many a year he had gnawed it near,
For meat was hard to come by.
Done by! Gum by!
In a cave in the hills he dwelt alone,
and meat was hard to come by.
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Giving thanks unto the Father...In whom we have redemption through His blood, even the forgiveness of sins.~Colossians1:12a,14
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I am Samwise son of Hamfast, if by hoe or trowel I can get these weeds out of your garden, I will.You have my shears!;)
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