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Damned little Hobbit
Walked up to him one day said 'n offered him a smoke out this here pipe and
what did he say he said yes I'd love it smoked damned near my whole bag. He
never said thanks.
Now he's got this damned ring
Keeps it to himself
Gonna kill the bastard I think
Well
Well maybe not but he sure deserves it taking it to mount doom to destroy it
like that wandering all over Hobbiton all over the damned world I say! but never
taking a damn thing seriously an' always making other people decide things for
him
Well
What are you up to now
Nothing
You're meddling in the business of the Nazgul again didn't you get enough of
that when they nearly killed us all You've got fever
You're sick how are you sick
I'm just sick.
Take me to Rivendell
Shot his voice through the
Not that blackguard Nazgul
Rivendell and
Elrond
Don't touch me just promise
If you're sick you cant
Yes I can after that it'll be all right it wont matter dont let them send him
to Mount Doom promise
I promise Frodo
Dont touch me dont touch me
What does it look like Frodo
What
That that grins at you that thing through them
An eye a glow eye of fire red and burning
They crossed over into Mordor