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A fat little man wearing a waistcoat ran infront of
Frodo, waving a waist wath around shout:
"I'm late! I'm late! Oh dear, oh dear! No time to speak!
Good day and good day! I'm late, I'm late I'm late!"
And with that, the little ran jumped into a hobbit-hole.
Frodo walked along until he can a elf in a yellow wig.
"Can you tell me how to get to Mordor.. hey... aren't
you Legolas?"
"No.... I can't tell you how, and I know a Legolas,
but I am not he, and I know who he is, for he is he,
and Legolas means he. But I can tell you about my wig.
When I was a lad, they said I might look very fine if
I wore a bright yellow wig.."
Frodo looked at the elf oddly, and continued on his
way. Next he came to a garden. Frodo looked at the trees
in the garden.
"Very pretty trees! I bet Sam would like..."
"Sam does like us... and we aren't flowers, we are Ents.
Harooom! Sam, yes.... we thought he was an orc...."
The Ent lifted up his foot, showing a foot stuck to
it.