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The three cruel "high-society-types" make cruel fun of the bones-of-the-earth Sam.
Or...
Sam: Hyup, got mah garden mulched, but tha pony must've been sick or somethin' cuz WHOOOEEEEE!
Or...
Pippin: Hey, I think he's turning into a Werewolf...
Or...
Pippin: Hey, wait a minute...didn't you have a mole on your nose?
Or...
Pippin: Hey, it's not polite to hold a conversation with your hands in your pockets!
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But all the while I sit and think of times there were before
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door
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