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...something else entirely.
"In the Shire there lived a curious hobbit called Esmerelda of Bucklebury. Hobbits for miles loved to eat the brand new purple mushroom casserole Which she made with a dark green substance she grew in the secret cellar under the smelly cowshed. Sometimes, she even made four large trolls eat the plums that were old and moldy and covered in a fluffy multicoloured mashed mouse mousse. But Uncle Bilbo knew something shocking about the secret which was that it also contained some 'special' meat.
Therefore, she decided to make a soylent green roast which smelled like a putrid, oozing duck, that was served at Rivendell thirtythree years ago, as Gollum ate something else entirely."
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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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