Now learn of the Nazgul in Bree.
At Barliman's Prancing Pony
If you're warm by the fire
I'll tell what transpired
A pint? Ah go on then - thank ee.
If you're settled I'll get to the gristle
but 'scuse while I first wet this whistle
It's been a tenday
Since I last passed this way
and I think I have swallowed a thistle
Now where did I put my old pipe?
And that twist of Longbottom just ripe
I'll get to the tellin'
Once the weed I am smellin'
Bear with now dear listener - don't gripe!
Oh I had it just here on the table
Or was it left back in the stable?
You'll know if you spy it
But please don't go try it
The strength of that stuff is nigh fable.
You've 'eard of them fiery dragons
what burns up fine horses and wagons
Their smoke don't compare
to this Longbottom fare
Ah ... tis ere, now where be that flaggon?
Tis rumoured that wizard in grey
smoked the best gear, but they say
a reliable source
saw him fall from his horse
from puffing Longbottom all day
Now the dwarves mine gold just to buy
The Entwives came north for to try
The darklord himself
has a pouch on the shelf
Which explains how he got that red eye
Elves are too noble to stoke it
Your Uruk's too angry to toke it
Snowberry frowns
at the burnt eiderdown
so she bade Bombadil not to smoke it
Right folks - so as I was sayin
Twas this very Inn where you're stayin,
where our story unfolds
how the Nazgul right bold,
rode into the town to be slayin.
But hark to this final confessin'.
If you think that I just bin digressin'
I'll make it right brief
It were Longbottom leaf
not the ringbearer they was hard pressin'.
Aye - cough, hack wheeze. I'll 'ave one more.