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Muse!! Tarry no further! Tell us that Doom
which was delivered to the halfling hero.
Did his exile continue in perpetuity?
Or was he graced again by the face of God?
Filbus, further from his goal than ever
Lost no time in sneaking through Freeport
He boarded a fine merchant vessel bound for Butcherblock.
He hid himself in a barrel of apples.
The ship sailed 'cross the perilous sea
The sailors grew hungry for some fresh apples
Removing the top of the barrel, they were surprised
To see a very hungry, very smelly hobbit.
Filbus, though a great warrior, was weak
Hungry, startled by the clamoring sailors
and the sun, whose indifference blazed radiantly.
They stripped him of his armors on the deck.
“What have we here boys?” The captain asked
“A toy for us to play with!” They responded uniformly.
Whereupon the sailors began to drop their pants
And Filbus entered a deep berzerker rage.
“NOT AGAIN, ROGLIO!” He screamed
He grabbed the nearest sausages and flung
the sailors to whom they were attached
into the shark-infested waters below
The captain designed to subdue Filbus
With his cutlass, cutting at the frothing halfling
Who readily caught the oncoming blade
With his bare hands. He ripped it from the captain's grasp.
It was then that Filbus sank deeper
into a rage so destitute from the reason or sanity
That he was lost to space and time.
In his blind rage, he slew all the sailors.
Filbus awoke in a grassy Vale. Sunshine, glory!
He feasted on the treats and drinks laid beside him
Worthy of his family name. Indeed!
Whereupon a mighty being strode forth unto him.
Bristlebane? Filbus wondered, trembling.
Have you at last taken me back to your heart?
And then the earth unfolded beneath the hobbit
and he perceived the world to be at war.
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