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BRANDY HALL: Sing a song of Tolkien: strong’s the spirit here!
CRICKHOLLOW: Pain in neck and empty? Nomenclature is queer.
BYWATER: By this may you live, since it’s not by bread alone –
???O???: And here’s a place where (fancifully) hob-nobs could be grown.
???T???: Here’s the way that you must serve a tennis ball,
HOBBITON: Here dwelt one whose stories, (many thought), were tall.
THISTLEBROOK: Here have fun and paddle, but do not prick your toes -
GREAT SMIALS: And here big grins abound, they say, and none are lachrymose!
A modest verse in rhyming couplets, to be sung to the tune of 'Sing a Song of Sixpence.'
THEME: SHIRE LOCATIONS
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"Sit by the firelight's glow; tell us an old tale we know. Tell of adventures strange and rare; never to change, ever to share! Stories we tell will cast their spell, now and for always."
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