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La Belle Dame sans Merci
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Can you imagine Bombadil?
Tom Bombadil: "I'm Mashter, I tellsh ye... Mashter... Ho Tom Bombadillo... My liliesh!!!... Old Man Willow... Goldberry... They exisht, I tellsh ye... they exisht!" The shrink: "I'm sure they do. And how does that make you feel?" TB: "I washe the firsht and I'll be the lasht. Now let me get back to my shinging! Ho Tom Bombadil... how did it go, shonny?" TS: "Mr. Bombadil-" TB: "That'sh Mashter Bombadil to you!"
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