Phew! I'm free at last from my day at the shop,
and find the boards already at a hop!
Plans a flinging accusations flying,
and just one guy singing while trying
to lie, did you notice the tongue slip
of ol' Eomer, in his little quip
which I'll quote:
Quote:
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I accuse Lalaith. She's always been pretty quiet and suspicious in my mind. Also, I'm sure I saw her one Autumn eve a few years back, stealing through the trees with a malicious glint in my eye.
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D'you notice the goof he wrote?
Trying on Lalaith to cast suspicion,
he accuses himself with his malediction!
His words I've bolded.
With his own lips he's told it.
'Course I could be wrong,
but I might be right!
the phantom's plan is strong,
but what wight
will say lynch me
seriously?